This happened to me tonight, and I immediately sat down where I was and wrote it out, so it's still a little raw for me...trust me, writing this poem was the most productive way I could have handled the situation ("If a man is considered guilty for what goes on in his mind...Prince said that.)

To The Two Ladies, Thanks - by Eagle Bear

I'd like to offer a word
Or two of thanks to two
Ladies, who through their tastesless thoughts
Helped me decide just what to do

Because one of you said
You were "tired of looking at his face"
I bought the book by Obama:
Ladies, thanks for stating your case

I will get to read about
Some "Dreams From My Father", yes
And be able to relate even more
To a man who with words gives caress

Every time I pick it up
Good will I will remember
Which you showed by placing another book
Over both copies' covers

His image is so much better
Than what for eight years has has held our gaze
It's better than the hockey mom
Who's lost in Orwellian maze

Maybe the reason why
You can't bring it up with your son
Is because he tells you just the same
And you can't win the argument, hon

But you know what they say
If people go to such lengths
Then there must be somethin' to it
It really must have its strengths

But I will wish you well
Instead of wishing you ill
When the one who's name is blessed takes office
Of his face you'll really get your fill

©2008 Eagle Bear