Waiting Poem by Tony Adah

I am waiting
Waiting to see my governor
Hours infinitum and
Day in and day out
Waiting to say that
I have a vision to serve
Borne out of my face
That the electors have seen
In the political mirror.

Waiting like Moses
For the ten commandments
Protocol is saying that
I can not see the one
That I elected with my own thumb.

Our democracy decrees
That the candidate that the
Electorates want is different
From the one the caucus will vote
And I am waiting
Waiting like pigeon
For its teeth.

I can hear the whispers
Of the huddled masses
Shouting in silence
And I am speaking aloud
I am weeping that we have
Consented to the murder of democracy
And we are standing
By its graveside with bouquets of flowers
With loud ovations
That are quintescent of dirges
We throw confetti of shame
From our indolence
And our subservience
We will bury democracy
But next to it our own grave.