The joy is mine

I watch the swearing in ceremony going ons. Can't help but remember days i woke up at 4 am to watch a clinton -obama or obama- mccain debate, listening to analyses of state by state poll numbers.
I kinda needed that. Bearing in mind i set to vote in a fellowship of thugs miles away from here, only for them to rape my vision, and turn brothers into foes. Little had i known that our neighbours would be dying of hunger, eating wild bitter fruits and roots, and watching in awe of their leaders as they excited nerves of the poor, and eat of their last help.
For once, i needed to see someone different. someone that matters to me. someone with a story. someone who didn't use his victory speech to taunt the loser. if only the leaders who have flown with our grain money to watch him could be swallowed by his example and reborn into humanity.
Let me watch and hope, lest i be swallowed in regret and utter bitterness.