
By Kathleen MacGregor
No, we’re not in Kansas anymore.
Remember when we thought
Obama was the good guy?
Are we still telling ourselves
That he’s finding his way?
Are we saying,
At least he’s black?
Remember how we thought he’d save us and
Drive the father warriors away?
I had misgivings,
But put those away.
That was not so long ago.
We hoped it was a new book.
It was all about hope.
And he’s killed, now.
Women and children,
By his order,
Are bombed.
I saw the child’s body
Wrapped from head to foot
Motherless now
Fatherless too
Brotherless
Sisterless.
When he wakes
He’ll know his enemy.
And his enemy will be me.
I voted for this.
I voted.




