A New Obama Poem: Look At Me

Unable to turn on a TV without seeing President Obama on it this poem poured out of me as I sat down to eat lunch today.

Look At Me

As the cameras are rolling

With our undivided attention

You take out a mirror

And tell the world

To look at you

Standing behind you

While you gaze at yourself

In amazement

I look at you not in wonder

Nor to rob you of your thunder

That left the bottle long ago

When I look at you

I see neither black nor white

But rather a bitter green

Comprised of envy and vanity

Covering a skin too thin

And not wise enough

To know that we can see

The bottle is empty

Of the spark that ignited

The world in your image