Hashkiveinu* for Jared Polis
putting our lives back together
one pillowcase plate and
disconnected pipe at a time
while around us
we feel America
falling apart
how strong
will the blue bruise of Boulder
stand
against El Paso and Weld’s red
in this fairly purple state
that, despite its
humbling mountains
still has its share
of selfish bastards
is still enamored of
cowboys and renegades
western liberty and
the exceptionalism
you find in open spaces
thank you, God, for
our Boulder-born governor
Grant, O Governor, that we lie down in peace,
and raise us up, our Governor, to life renewed.
Spread over us the shelter of Your peace.
Guide us with Your good counsel;
for Your Name’s sake, be our help.
Shield and shelter us
beneath the shadow of Your wings.
Defend us against enemies,
illness,
war,
famine
and sorrow.
Distance us from wrongdoing.
For You, Governor,
watch over us and deliver us.
For You, Governor,
are gracious and merciful.
Guard our going and coming,
to life and to peace evermore.
*The last stanza is an adaptation of the Hashkiveinu prayer.