ELECTION 2000 AT THE END OF THE DAY
Originally written after the 2000 elections, it is being printed here with the fervent hope that it NEVER HAPPENS AGAIN...
December 1, 2000 - At the end of the day we're another day older, and the choler and rancor continues to mount. The Bush Leaguer lawyers get bolder and bolder, inventing new ways to avoid a fair count. But we who are listening hear the ranting and the raving, hear freedom is gasping as it dies from neglect - at the end of the day.
At the end of the day we're another day older, somewhere in the distance we hear freedom's roar. As the House and the Senate in old Tallahassee, dispense with elections to crucify Gore. And the people who are watching the fabric of the nation rent in tatters and discarded - at the end of the day.
At the end of the day all the whole world is watching as America's promise is frittered away - at the end of the day.
At the end of the day we’re another day older, the hands of the clock mark the seconds away. And the nights in the northeast grow colder and colder and down in the sunshine the skies turn to gray. And the fist shaking zealots are shouting their slogans at the door of the chamber where counts are to start. And the fist shaking zealots are counting their money and the ballots, not counted, are trundled away – at the end of the day.
At the end of the day we’re another day older, the calendar’s pages are torn from the pad. And waking and listening to repeated slogans the people are seeing a world gone quite mad. It’s not the fourth quarter, its not the ninth inning, the clock that is ticking is not for a game. And when it is over, when all is completed, America’s freedom will not be the same – at the end of the day.
At the end of the day while the whole world is watching America’s promise is wasting away – at the end of the day.
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