On election (04/07/08)
In all the steady hand of Providence
guides well except
if, this election year,
the party I love lacks preeminence.
Then I will
cry out with many a tear:
"My God, my God, why did you forsake me!
person I want in office has lost!
In your wrath have you forgotten
Have it on me and not the foolish host!
Did you break your promise
to do my will
That was given `ere the day I was born?
Or did my requests
lack a prayerful skill
that You listened not, and I am forlorn?
things Providence can only be
The stuff that should be convenient to me!"