OBAMA NATION

My name is Barack Obama

I am for change, and coming together, and hope

I detest the status quo

I want to bridge the divide between races, and sexes, and poor and rich

And Democrats and Republicans

We are the ones we have been waiting for

I am a church goer

Been a member for over twenty years

I believe in Jesus and everything that is good

I look to my pastor for spiritual guidance

The one who baptised my children and married me to my beloved

What I never realized

For over twenty years

Is my pastor ever spewed hate filled diatribes against whites

I only heard sermons about family, and love and God

I never heard the anti-American rants

About how we deserved the torment of 9/11

Or how Israel should be hated for their treatment of Palestinians

Or how gays are sentenced to fiery deaths in the gates of hell

Never saw in twenty years

The potential for wrong

Never saw the congregation standing and cheering

Along with the poison my Pastor was peddling

Never saw that

Never spoke to any of my fellow church members

In over twenty years

About how this church was built by my race and only my race

Never noticed that

Never heard how they felt

As they raised their arms in the air

And cheered and smiled and said Amen

At the racist diatribes spewed forth from our pulpit

Never noticed

Never looked into the basement

To see what my church was built upon

A foundation comprised of hate rage and fear mongering

Never noticed

Not in my twenty years

Never saw the hate from my church's man of the year Louis F.

And the anti-white and Jew and anti-American messages he spits forth

Never put two and two together

They tell me they equal four

Guess that is something important

For someone running for President

Adding up to four

Never saw that coming

My Bad

My name is Barack Obama

Please make me the most powerful man in the free world

I know how to add now

And to disavow twenty years of my life with a wave of the arms

And throw my Pastor under the bus

Labeling him as my crazy, innocent old Uncle

My name is Barack Obama

I am either a fool, or a liar

Or both

Either way, elect me

And everything will be all right

And remember, the Clinton's want to make this election about race

Dirty, nasty Clinton's

I guess my crazy Uncle was right about them

My name is Barack Obama

And my world is unraveling before my own eyes

How can I blame Hillary for this?

My name is Barack Obama

My spiritual advisor is fired

But I still want to be a member of my church

My million dollar mansion was bought wholesale

From a man under an FBI investigation

He's on trial now for corruption

I guess I have another "crazy uncle" after all

I guess I am another Spitzer

Only I have been sleeping with a far worse whore

And lying about it all the time

I have been sleeping with her for twenty years

But don't worry, I can give you hope

Hope that another "crazy Uncle" doesn't appear between now and November

My name is Barack Obama

And if I wasn't Black

I'd be just another Senator right now

Instead of being in the spotlight

Damn the luck

My name is Barack Obama

God bless you

And God damn America