Strip away the chaos,
You that honestly ascertain and witness
The world and its shrouds.
Let me know the unpleasant truths,
Mulish hideous absolutes,
Of solid marble resolve.
From your vista of clarity and intelligence,
Reveal your shabbiest, weariest candor!
But leave me a hope,
For something better,
Passing from me in the end.
Possibility of fairness in complexity,
Death of fear giving rise to aggression.
In the final drawing of the (voting) curtain
Let my choices be part of the tally,
No more mayhem or confusion
Instead in the dawn of confidence
My grand-daughter wakes lifted.