Bitter Tears (Poem)

Posted on the 15 December 2011 by Devondb @ddbthewriter

I hear the loud, overwhelming chants

Yes we can! Yes we can! Yes we can!

I look up on the stage to see a man

Whose vision and courage seem to challenge

The current status quo

He is different, he is new, he is energized

With ideas about how to make this country great again

For the first time in years, I leave my jaded self behind 

And allow myself to believe

To be lost in an illusion

My heart is brimmed with hope for change

Change that brings us back to our roots

Brings us back to who we once were

To who we truly are

So filled with hope and joy that 

I run, nay sprint to the booth

To cast my vote

A vote for restoration

A vote for sanity

Near the House in the bitter cold

I see him come on the stage

His voice ringing out loud

He speaks of bringing change to the country

I am filled with hope

Yet

And yet I- I was wrong

Glass

Shattering

Pain

Unbearable

I see nothing

No change, no restoration

Only more pain and destruction

The pain is too deep

Too much

Welling up inside me

The tears begin to flow

These bitter tears flow

Out onto my cheeks

I no longer smile

I can no longer hold my head up in pride

Like a candle, my hope has been blown out

I sit curled up tight in a ball

Weeping

Not just for me

But for my country

All hope is gone