We beseech the heavens to carry our burdens,
and for God to erase the stain;
Of mistaken words and acts reflected,
in a world that's filled with pain.

Nowadays hope seems lost and floating,
side by side like a puff of smoke;
Rules are defied while people have died,
is running this country simply a joke ?

These four years have seemed like forever,
we cannot go on existing this way;
With heads in the sand we try to survive,
facing the inevitable we kneel and pray.

This all too familiar scene has played out,
on the hallowed grounds of the country we love;
Let's gather 'round and cast our votes,
with the help of the Lord above !