Flowing Like Milk and Honey

Words don't escape me, I let them out silky and smooth like warm honey…

Of a nation built
on the backs of a race
and a race won
on the back of a nation

a time in history when
we give THANKS
to our elders,
the marching leaders,
non-violent fighters
and silent movers
of Civil Rights’ barricade.

a time in history when
we say THANHS
to our elders,
the ones that
shed their multicultural blood
in our precedent
and on our path
to this day.

America voted and spike
to a world that listened
hearing our united cry
Multicultural blend of patriotism
believes in a gentleman
reflected in our skins
and ideals.

Our new leader
a dreamer that believed
we could
because we counted…
we were a part of his
story and he is a part of
a history being told as it is written
spoken to our children
with a broad future
Yes, we can!
Tes, we can
become anything together
as King dreamed
and we now sing.


2 thoughts on “November 4, 2008

  1. lifelessons says:

    Would that it had lasted.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Emeka says:

      I agree. We went from Obama to a disorganized and chaotic Hell.


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