President Obama, As I Watch Poem by James McLain

They are here walkabout us, let sleeping cities sleep,
each sleeping hill a pulse I must feel, she must be neurotic.
Beating hearts, just one beat away, as I cross over to you again.
Because of you as I watch verily thus is a child of the stars
naught is my doubt is my cloud from yet from thus I rise.
Dark beauty of the 'green red sheets you beneath him.
President Obama, the deceivers have dangerous minds,
likewise and simple is my reason to simple by thus though they fathom. Her light phantoms from none other another your wife is honey) watch that..h.b.o.....man...(one little boy a thief open gardens melting faces. Kiss hers the burning edge of there great drive.
If I were like you to smell her love I would die.
Between hers lies your secret no further out.
Condoleezza Rice has said,
that 'one can never be to well spoken nor too living long.
And it can never change one child's gift given to her your others.