There are lots of ways to convey a thought. Today I am choosing the poetic verse:

Media noise
Played by the boys
Planning the next move
All this is new.
And not expected.
How did a man who don’t think like us
Won’t do like us
Don’t look like us
Get past the door.
He wasn’t invited to our party.
No need to worry.
This is the plan
They’re all suspect
So we’ll just fan
The fire.
It didn’t work.
What’s that you hear?
I hear it too.
The roar of a crowd
For someone who
Don’t look like you?
Walked through the fire did he?
Don’t understand.
They’re just emotional
Who knows the man?
Can’t find a fault
We can make stick
Nothing important
Let’s call him slick
Say he’s a muslim (what’s wrong with that?)
Say he’s a terrorist
Say he’s a secret
Say something's amiss.
Say it’s his fault
The actions of others
Cast doubt in the minds
Of all our brothers,
And sisters and mothers
And fathers like us.
I don’t understand
What’s the big fuss?
A gaffe, innuendo,
An outright lie,
If we get caught
Just apologize.
Say we misspoke.

Still can’t stop him.

New plan in play?
What can it be
Perhaps a bait and switch
We’ll see?
Put someone else
Better able than cain
In place so that
We can remain
In power.
It’s not about Wright
Or wrong you see
Or gaffes
Or even policies.
It’s about the courage
To see the truth
That the color of skin
Is not the proof
Of what makes a leader
What makes him right
Can you get past
His skin, not white?
'Cause if you can
And if you do
Then change will come
For me, for you.
And it will be good.

(c)2008