Summer is at door, hot, humid, and rainless
Earth is torched, thirsty, brown and famished
Birds of Golf dying in oil, soaked from wing to wing
Helpless, heartbroken of manmade greed disaster
This is the year of Obama
Flotilla is broken; blood is shed on the deck of 6th ship
Children of Gaza are hungry, no pain medicine, and no shelter
World roared in rage for blockade and cruelty
Obama remained cautious, silent, mute, unchanged
This is the year of Obama
Homes are lost, hope is sick, and honey bees are dying
Trees are leafless, sky is empty, and laughter is dead
Families are in distress, no job, no work, and no possibilities
Text books are battle field of faith and science
This is the year of Obama
Drums of war in full swing, disaster on horizon
Devil in clothe of angel, angel in chain
Empty promises, see of no change, bending to lobbies
Gray hair is mine, gray sky is mine, pain is mine
This is the year of Obama
