The Eve of Ambivalence

On this eve before

The White House changes staffs,

Ambivalence washes over me

Like a wave crashing the shore.

I’m not sure how the force of

A new administration

Will affect our country.

The stakes are high,

I’m afraid.

My optimism is fading

With each passing minute

As the prospect of

Hostility permeates the air

With the odor of hate,

The disease of indifference,

The taste of inequality.

I pray for the collective strength

Of a nation under God,

To help us change the tides

Toward peace and goodwill

For everyone.


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