I come before you
crawling on my knees
Not sure how much more I can take of the ugliness
the mean-spiritedness of it all.
No, it's the election this time, not the church.
What are we doing to one another?
What witness must we be giving to the world -
I don't despair, because you told me not to.
I seek only to change that which I can change:
my attention to you