One would hope that thoughts,
Their hiddenness, their essence
Are transformed into behavioral
And verbal evidence.
Take this day, two thousand sixteen;
Candidates with different pasts,
Different paths and values:
What they chose
And what they choose.
Flawed by dint of being human,
‘Being human’, having reason, character
That makes them what they are,
The symptoms gradual, invisible, but there,
And one so hopes that they, you, I,
All turn towards openness, transparency;
Truthfulness to one and every. i.e.
Growth through an infinity
Hope -- George Frederic Watts