Nights Before

I have stayed up at nights before,

To witness history being created,

In fields of grass and dirt,

As cheers of his name reverberated.

I have prayed during those nights,

For him to succeed and win,

For there's some weird connection with that human,

Who possibly doesn't even know of my existence, to begin.

I have heard these words before,

Good things happen to good people,

And then my faith strengthens,

In my aspirations regal.

I have dreamed of such nights before,

When I am not in my room alone,

I know I'll be somewhere else standing and cheering,

Right in my comfort zone.