The day after I vote what will happen? Gobbledegook and jibber jabber are no more.
From this locking horns and buttin’ heads, we’ll get some relief. Which is good, cause my ears have grown sore.
Political pundits, will have less things to say. Less words used to pretend and or offend.
And hopefully this nasty bad mouthin’ we’ve heard, FINALLY, will come to an end.
After watching these candidates debate one another, and watching ’em every day in the news,
It’s given this cowboy an agitated, tense stomach, and a severe case of “get this over” blues.
When I believe something’s wrong, they want to tell me it’s right. Lies are told as if they are true.
Yes, they say they want to help, but this power they seek? Will it give benefits for me and for you?
If I disagree, then, they give me a name. Call me things that hurt deep in my heart.
If I choose to agree, then that’s when they want money. My money, yet they want a large part.
Who won? You will ask. Who lost? You will say. Why did it turn out this way?
No matter the outcome, Americans we are. Dear God, please bless the U S of A.
The day after I vote I won’t yell at TV. Whether it be that I’m disagreeing or agreeing.
I’ll focus more on this journey with God. Believing in Him, and with Him, just being.
Well, pardner, here’s my thinkin’, my two bits of advice. Here’s how I’ll continue to live.
One side gets my vote, because it’s my right. But my trust to neither will I give.
I’ll trust not in man, the proud or the lying. My trust is in God, you should know.
Call me names if you want, but that’s how I live. I follow Christ. Where He leads, I will go.
The day after I vote I’ll be out mending fences. Daily chores will be accomplished of course.
Less time will be spent listening to intellectuals and scholars. More time spent listening to my horse.
How blessed is the man that makes the Lord his trust. And has not turned to the proud, nor such as turned aside to lies. Psalm 40:4 (KJV)
See Ya Dan Ainsworth Wilderness Preacher/Cowboy
