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A Nation Reborn
by Merlyn Swan
This poem may NOT be freely reprinted. Please contact the author for reprint rights.   

 

 

As the last paved step was laid

leading to this special White House

the young slave looked  up and thought.

His eyes reflected his dream of hope.

The dream of a day when from a tribe

of slave born children, a chosen one

would walk those steps,  as the highest in the land. .

And as the sixty five year old nigger

was thrown out of the white bar 

he raised  his fist  and cried,

One day you will know that 

what you did will  make a deep echo .

There will be the like of us

taking the sacred oath of President.

Then only will a nation rise above prejudice.

Then only will a people all unite. 

Then only will colour, creed and race

come together in unity,   a singularity

as One.. Then only will a leader emerge

where only  courage and love  can reflect  choice.

That choice we now know as Barack Obama

The saviour of our New America.

 

Merlyn Swan 2009

After the inauguration of Barack Obama as the 44th President of the United States of America

 

 


by Merlyn Swan

email: merlyn@easy.com.au