Oct 2016
When the Obama's leave the black house,
The Senate will be white,
The Congress, white,
The Supreme Court, white,
But he will still be black again
When the Obama's leave the black house,
The walls drained of soul, will be white,
The flowers frozen to stone, will be white,
The new laughter filling the home, will be white,
But he will still be black again
When the Obama's leave the black house,
The streets will be blue and red,
The states divided, blue and red,
The country untied, blue and red,
But America will be blue, red, and white again
The Senate will be white,
The Congress, white,
The Supreme Court, white,
But he will still be black again
When the Obama's leave the black house,
The walls drained of soul, will be white,
The flowers frozen to stone, will be white,
The new laughter filling the home, will be white,
But he will still be black again
When the Obama's leave the black house,
The streets will be blue and red,
The states divided, blue and red,
The country untied, blue and red,
But America will be blue, red, and white again
This is actually an answer to a guy who made a similar poem in 2008 when Obama took office. There's supposed to be another more positive part, but I'm not good at being positive, help would be nice.
