Retrospect

Obamacare is here, and sitting firm.
I wish that I could read the future works
Of some unknown historian, the quirks
In any pundit cut away, the term
Or terms of one Obama fairly seen
And analyzed, and this, and other laws
That he has yet to pass, not given jaws
Or powers of salvation, but a screen-/ing,
Filtering the clarity of sight
That both the Right and Left posess in droves - 
It's Armageddon, or a hundred loaves
From bread and fish; the darkness, or the light.
I know the future often knows the past
Far better than the screams atop the mast.