Here by Yatta
Written by Yatta on Wednesday, 21 of January , 2009 at 5:20 pm
I am woman of great passion, carved from loves core, etched in the finest romanticism, refined in spirituality and armored in justice. I live with the freedom of not recognizing my gender, my race, or age. I am a respecter only of rights and wrongs, not titles and classes. I was formed for evocation and incitation. Like the gourds of heaven, I was built so that much could be retained in order that much may be poured forth.
Everyone walks with such pride today. We look at each other for the first time with valid eyes because for the first time were are equal, we are not labeled units of a whole, but one, just countrymen, my brother, my sister no matter you station, status gender, orientation time of morning, nothing! People walk lighter The Wiz Brand New Day blasts across the office from the desk of a small white male, Someone thought they were Leroy and danced to the off key voices of their coworkers singing Fame’s theme song.
Friendly conversations were had between total strangers. People got to know each other, making the most of the morning commute, risking the chaste smile at other travelers, chivalry was resurrected, the daily frustration seemed a bit worth it. “It’s ok,” the mind cooed, “He won. It’s gone be alright,” and a soul sighed relief. Perchance? Perchance I will see a day when I won’t be just surviving, one more day? A writer’s block was removed from its comfy little corner of the D quad. A young teen waves a celebratory banner on an empty street and emphatically enjoys her one-person parade.
We are teary, scared, hopeful- desperate for this thing to work and work like he said it would. I need more of his positivism more of his common sense to be publicized from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW, because as does rain- goodness trickles downward. You only need visit Local USA, to see the trickle effect from our former administration. Yes, we walk with pride today because we voted for the investment of our joy, peace and future prosperity in health and economy. We voted to return the power of democracy to…us.
I am a woman of great wealth; for what is mine no one can take. I live with the freedom. I live with hope.
Category: Griotocity
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