A Vote

I slowly walked down to the polls.
My head was hanging low.
For who or what I ought to vote,
I did not really know.

The choices seemed so loathsome, and
The candidates so weak.
In fact I think as bad does go
We've likely hit the peak.

But as a patriot would do,
I swallowed hard and chose
The ones I thought would hurt me least ...
But one just never knows.

And then I thought how fortunate
We are to have a vote.
So bad or good, I love this land.
I'll end now on that note.