Reelect

Joy uncontained and shrieked into the air
Relief unboundable and so unbounded
At finding that our fears had been unfounded
And what we'd hoped to find had still been there
Within our country's heart; that we could care
For those less fortunate; that on being sounded
Our souls were not so selfish that we hounded
That charity out from us; that despair
Was not the message that we gave the future.
Of course there still are obstacled to face:
It will take time to heal the nation's suture
Stitched between those who perforce share a space
But not a heart or mind. And yet I hope
Seeing the past, that we in time will cope.