only one

in the end there is only one
left standing in the widening breach
to mend our brokenness, to reach
out, lead, to show us how it’s done
by example, in compassion
only one, though some may cast doubt
one will be raised up, one cast out
just like the seasons come and go
every four years change comes, you know
democracy, where each vote counts

when chaos lingers
we trust our higher angels
to restore balance

~kat

For Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge – Prompt word: One/A-Line Rhyme combined with this week’s Haiku Poetry Challenge – Prompt Words: First (higher)/Heal (restore).