I Don't Want a White House
I don’t want a White House,
I want a light house, a right house.
I don’t want a White House,
I want a beacon ‘gainst the night house.
I want a dream in every heart house,
a no one kept apart house.
I want a truth house, a youth house,
an open not uncouth house.
I want a hope house, a joy house,
a no lies to deploy house.
I want a trust house, a just house,
a proactive and robust house.
I don’t want a White House,
I want a freedom walking tall house.
I don’t want a White House,
I want a no colour at all house.
I wrote this eight years ago, in the run up to Barack Obama's election as American president. It seemed, in the following years, that Obama was living up to his promise to some extent, however much the GOP tried to head him off at the pass, and stifled certain of his more progressive ideas. But then came Trump. So in the run up to this new wave of fear coming out of the television set from over the Atlantic, I'm posting this again and hoping...