From Poetsforkerry.com

they wrote us a POEM. It's so cute.

"Inside the Bubble"

In the morning,
wiped clean of yesterday’s mud,
a journalist asks John Kerry,
“Will you see the instant replay?”

There is a thin film
all around the question,
round,
with a reflection of the light
from a window far above.
Inside, everything is upside down.

Kerry’s face won’t be seen there,
only his heels as he moves forward,
knowing from experience that the bubble persists
for just as long
as the pressure is the same from inside and without.
It’s with a sharp response
that the perfect, quiet sphere
disappears.

Kerry makes the jab without shifting his glance,
saying,
“I lived it. I think I know what happens.”