There is no yellowing to gold
Of the sun that is without fate—
That what goes down can surly
Rise again—as bright as ever.
Thus, let us not wallow in despair,
For as surely as we may now be down,
We shall surely rise again in the great glory
Of our God’s love; for our birth is freedom
We are born with; out of his laboring love.
Indeed, it is written that truth crushed
To the ground shall surely rise again;
And it is definitely true that if America is
To be and remain a great nation, freedom
Must ring-out from the lowest valley and
Deepest sea—To the highest mountain sky!
It has been said that a nation’s mental health
Is reflected in that of its elected leadership; yet,
It took 4 years and 6 days to realize our nation
Had explosively gone stark-raven mad—again!
Yet, a soulless society we can no longer be
allowed. Once again, the cold blanket of paralysis
and fear has Been lifted—we arising to the warming
sun of freedom—The nation awakening to a new
“trumpet of conscience” The Babylon-like winds of
cold civil war has now created.
With the coming “inaugural joy” of yet to be made
Restitution, let us not be mock—fellow American
Brothers and sisters—our struggle is not yet over.
Let us re-energize and remain on the “battlefield
Of the Lord” and be not distracted from our sojourn
Towards total liberation, peace, love and justice in
This nation found and “inaugurated” with the blood,
Sweat and fertilizing tears our ancestors!
~January 2021