Election Poem

The Presidential Election is giving me a headache
I have heard all the mudslinging that I can take
Grown people acting like school yard boys
Media, used in their campaign decoys
The one who wins the Novembers election
I wont admire, this fact I should mention
As they will inherit one colossal mess
The one going out, a worry one less
I hope things get better instead of worse
It will be the new one, who will get cursed
Forgetting the last man who once was there
For this dilemma is no longer their care
We should all start praying together
That we get through this stormy weather
Shall a rainbow appear for all us real soon
For a happier times and no more gloom