| To Hillary | I could pen a diatribe with vicious words to make it snide of contests lost and plans awry and tilting at windmills in the sky But I see nothing to be gained by causing someone so much pain its over now the die is cast Its time for you to rest at last Don't take his win as your defeat just listen to the people speak he sees their pain and feels their tears hes not been hardened by the years he brings us hope and dreams of change his goals have not been prearranged by dollar signs and favors owed he seeks to take a different road the useless death has got to end before we can be whole again our sons and daughters must be saved too many fill too many graves our country's wealth must be restored and wrenched away from corporate boards who's deadly sin has been their greed ignoring all the peoples needs Its not OK that someone's health is predicated on their wealth Its not OK CE O's applaud as all our jobs are sent abroad with roads and bridges in decay our land is being sacked today we must reverse this downward trend our cites must stand proud again So end your fight and join our quest to show the world our country's best your skills are needed in this fight to take this mess and make it right and history may well record a woman with a mighty sword who in defeat rose up to say lets work to find a better way |