In Our "Prayer Room"
It's election day now
I've survived the suspense somehow
Now I turn away from the boobtube
I want not to see that news
My fingers grip my pen
As whatever else I can concentrate on
Could enter my mind
Distract me from it all
Make me not think about
"Thee end of the world, as we know it"
I don't wanna lose my faith just yet
Let me not know 'til after 9
Who ever will be the president tonight
D. L. Cannon