Breathe

At last
A sigh of relief
After holding my breath
For four years

A revolution in the making
One of love and hope
Not of rage and vindictiveness

Done are the days of the orange buffoon
waving his small genitals to the crowd he despises
Done are the days of hating the hate
Now it's time to see it.
See it and send it off
See it and pass it forward 
See it and forget it
Or better yet
See it and forgive it

I once was not a believer of all things democracy
It was an idea that belonged in the playground
It was an idealist's game 
And I didn't know how to play 
Like so many others
I didn't know

I didn't use my voice to speak
I didn't use my pen to sign
I didn't use my ballot to vote

I was a non-believer in the political game of our lifetime
And now here I am rejoicing in the return of the facade of democracy
It is beautiful this facade
It is striking
And it hit me today
What a revolution of the spirit 
This time has been for me
What a revolution of the spirit.
Welcome back democracy

Now I exhale.

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