2016 Elections - A bird's eye view

I glide over the exquisite country-side solitary in flight,
Below in the land of the free, I start to see a great divide,
The erstwhile kaleidoscope, now painted – blue, red and neutral white

It’s been forty-eight months since the last event of this stature
Once again the blue congregate on one end, the red on the other
The neutrals wonder what happened that changed everyone’s demeanor

A smug bird with a checkered past starts a vociferous rant
A gaggle of birds agrees with him and rapturously applause
Their minds made up; no matter what devious seeds he is to plant

“We don’t need the brown birds” he shouts “they take away our grain
“I will capture them in a net and send them out of our blessed land
We will then build a wall, a wall so high it would obstruct their train.”

A brown bird pleads – “Just let us stay, I have young ones born right here”
“I work just as hard as the reds and the blues to feed them what I may”
“The young-lings can!” says one of the red “but you never should have flown this way”

Some of the reds cheer ignoring the dichotomy of this logic
Had their ancestors not flown over the vast oceans a long time ago
What would have they faced I wonder? Nothing but catastrophic!

Enter the blue leader bird with a haughty air and a mocking grin
“I will unite all of the colors” she asserts, “pass laws for every game”
A blackbird wonders why his ilk has for so long endured injustice all of the same

“I will let them, the brown birds in, but in an orderly manner”
We will vet them to ensure that they are clean”, she croons,
The purple one chirps in – “Yes that’s the way, that’s the way and let’s use holy water!”

I feel sad at the state of affairs, shiver with a twinge of fright
I remind myself that everyone, young or old, has the ability to soar
All one needs is an obstructed path and a strong desire to take flight......