Giuliani is tossing a ball
back and forth between his hands and laughing.
the ball is bright and red and shiny as it is flipped
from one small plump hand to the other.
i want to snatch the beautiful toy away from the cackling politician.
all it has done is shine
but the old man cant let it alone.
back and forth it flies and finally he drops it to the floor.
delighted to be free the ball bounces off the podium and rolls away.
i pick it up when it arrives at my feet
i hold it hight above my head and a stadium of people cry and cheer
the ball shines brightly back at them all...
red and pure and audaciously hopeful.