Ode To The President Poem by Carys Skye

Congratulations, Obama, you won the race!
You fought long and hard for this so now step up to the plate,
Make your victory speech,
Hear the country's applause.
I hope you're ready for what happens next...
As you run the country, the nation rests on your shoulders.
Live up to your promises and lead us to prosperity...
Make this country affluent!
With gentle words, meekness, humility, and the Spirit of God guiding your actions, you can become great!

However...

Should you fail and stumble in your weaknesses, this nation that relies on you as a crutch, will fall with you.
And they will despise you who loved you,
And they will curse you who praised you.
You have coveted this burden and it has been given to you;
This heavy load will weigh you down.
Over the next few years, your hair will grey and you will appear twice your age.
But this is the reward you wanted; this the price you pay.
So congratulations, Obama, for you have won the race.