RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
A New Day
The night was long my vision clouded
Sleep came hard and dreams were shrouded
Shadows danced round jumping flames
The world may never be the same
The counting never ended
Morning would not come
The rising of the sun
A new day
A new dawn
A new way has begun
We dared not ever hope again
Yet hope we did (it felt like sin)
We lingered on a distant past
When all our dreams were tossed and trashed
The morning after crash and burn
It seemed we’d never learn
Those horrid days are done
A new day
A new dawn
A new way has begun
Humility in victory
A touch of grace in loss
The time has come for decency
No matter who has won
A new day
A new dawn
A new way has begun
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