We, the plebeians,
have witnessed the discharge of pangs
from the uterus of elected cherubs.
We’ve also witnessed
the resurrection of ghosts
from the grave of our rueful past.
We are now a hamlet aghast,
whose clemency is on the brink of extinction;
An organized confusion
that defiles all a priori expectation of growth.
For the foundation of our legacy
has been excavated
and worms now dissipate the relic of our grace.
Who shall save us?