Weary we all after a long, nasty campaign
Election is over but peace has not returned
Apprehension grips the minds of many
Reluctantly though they will have to face the fact
Yearning for what could have been is worthless
Weary to the bones those who lost hope
End of a beautiful dream long nurtured
And who knows when the stars align next
Right when becomes wrong it’s a danger sign
Yet it’s not the time to abandon hope
Weary but will rejuvenate and reconvene
Ending inequality and injustice is a pledge
Answer to our quests will come
Rights that were earned won’t be trampled
Yes we can, yes we will fight to reverse the wrong