The crowds formed in restless eddies

their auras vivid,

colours looking for a rainbow

looking for something to believe in

but mainly someone

who absolves fear with forgiveness

redemption.

 

"Show us, show us!"  came the cry

a death wish and a resurrection

 

without knowing in the least why

but the clouds pressed down

no rainbow in sight

 

so the blind led the blind

as they dispersed to foster more diluted aims

and settle for a general election.