Dear President-Elect Obama
By Mirriam Shah
Virginia
Dear Mr. President
So good of you to come
Ascend your fraying throne
And claim your princedom
Your people are tired
They are dejected and afraid
Their sorrows go unnoticed
Their debts are yet unpaid
They are pleading for rescue
They yearn for some grace
Somewhere there is salvation
In your caramel smooth face
They set aside prejudice
And root out cynicism
They muster up their hope
In one collective paroxysm
You have promised change
You have clasped their hands
You have won over hearts
In faraway, foreign lands
You have charmed a nation
And embraced their pain
You have surveyed their losses
And promised them gain
So dear Mr. President
You need not despair
The stars and stripes you love
Still wave proudly in the air
The people never lose faith
This is the American way
To dream of idyllic tomorrows
To deal with the hard today
Are you the answer to all
Their mournful desperate prayers
Can you meet their teary eyes
And face their anguished stares
Can you pull us out from under
This burden left behind
Can you give us prosperity
And finally peace of mind
I shall put my faith in you
And you can put faith in me
This is how we have survived
In this land of the brave and free
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