In the dark of an Alabama morning

I wake—12 on 12

To work—an Alabama election poll

In memory of Raymond R.

I hear him:

You right my daughter

Doug Jones is Alabama

 

God,

I am assured of the lesson

You shall teach the world today—

Faith is the substance of a thing hoped for

Substance—the evidence of a thing sure to be seen

Doug Jones is Alabama’s bridge into

Politics of a new day

 

God,

A morning rises before me

The signs are mounted—VOTE

The line forms at 6 AM

I scream

Show em LORD!

THIS is DOUG JONES’ ALABAMA

 

God,

The polls close at 7 that 12/12 evening

The sun has set

The dawn begins

“Sweet home Alabama”

Returns a righteous verdict–

Congrats! Mr. Doug Jones

You are ALABAMA!