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A time come to exhale,

Our breath no longer hold;

A time come to embrace the new

And let go of the old.

The author of the madness

Who actions caused the rift

Has caught a flight to Florida

And left us all adrift.

Or so he might have wished for,

In all his fevered dreams,

If reason hadn’t come along

Upending all his schemes.

The fog has finally lifted.

The sun is shining through.

But, joyful as transition is,

There’s much we’ve still to do.

A new day is upon us

But much remains to do.

The issues that divide us

Demand a full report.

The criminal acts and bogus facts

Must have their day in court.

The misdirected vitriol

That brought about sedition

Must evermore be weeded out

And brought into remission.

The ears and eyes that bought the lies

Still feeding the division,

Their hearts and minds so compromised

And needing of revision,

Must be a part of any art

That seeks to bring communion

If we’re to mend the deadly rend

And reconnect our union.

But leaders first must quench the thirst

Of those who long for clarity

By making sure that truths endure

And lies receive no parity.

The myth of the steal demands reveal

From the lips of its presenters;

With their word may the truth be heard

In the ranks of the dissenters.

Only then may what has been

Begin to lose its power

And, with a new day, show the way

For unity to flower.

The fog has finally lifted.

The sun is shining through.

But, joyful as transition is,

There’s much we’ve still to do.

A new day is upon us

But much remains to do.

Tim Konrad

On the Inauguration of Joe Biden & Kamala Harris

January 20, 2021

Coda:

A time to exhale,

Breathe a sigh of relief.

A welcome repast

From the whirlwind of grief

Of the prior four years

That seemed more like eight,

Distinguished by avarice,

Underwritten with hate.

But that’s now behind us;

Its hour is passed,

To be mulled o’er by scholars

Obsessed with the past.

We now may take comfort,

Sleep better at night

In the knowledge that goodness

Has overcome might.

(A republic or a monarchy, Franklin was asked, responding, “A republic, madam–if you can keep it.”)

TK