Heating, a poem about Bernie Sanders, written by Our Revolution’s Donald Green , ORMA’s former bylaws chair:
Each to their own, too quickly decided,
shadowed knowing, or not knowing blind sided.
Here’s the story, followed birth to present day,
a person motivated to find the better way.
Immigrant’s son, struggling witness to Founders’ promise,
shows the righting path, overriding any Doubting Thomas.
Cutting his teeth, embodying civil rights,
letting no one deny fairness without a fight.
Beyond college years, dabbling in trades, lived in a kibbutz,
formalizing consistent views that respects everyone’s roots.
Pushing forward, elected Burlington’s top Exec,
Ten vote margin made him town’s pick.
Wins over every sector, bringing folks together.
Dismissing notions we are not sister and brother.
America’s best mayor, for reversing town’s decline,
fought oligarchic power saying that’s yours, this is mine.
Living together saying what’s in the balance,
we must not waste American’s energy and talent.
As Rep and Senator from the Green Mountain State,
impressively, most passed amendments on his plate.
Seeks the highest office as bold defender
of justice, decent living, an American agenda.
Not able to erase his humanity or legislative work,
rivals turn to ad hominem attack, calling him a jerk.
He’s a socialist they cry, calling for health care for all,
forgetting identical established services, any can recall.
Win or lose, he brings his “”A game to overfilled race.
His age mentioned, but few keep up his pace.
Bold change in the air, feared by retro lovers,
while Bernie a better nation uncovers.