Poetry for the New Year
Run, Kamala Run
American made since 1964, the darling of Oakland She stands now, on the precipice of history. How dare you attempt to be the first woman, of the melanin-ation to assume the mantle? Run like Usain going for the gold, or Jesse in the Nazi’s home Run for women who want control of their destinies, lives, and wombs Run as hard as a tornado and knock down all barriers before you Run, Kamala run You are not just the pride of America; you are Jamaica’s and India’s, too We’re here to lift you up, so when you feel like giving up, you can lean on me, lean on us! Please don’t listen to voices that discourage you; hear only our cheers at the finish line We got you, and you’ve got this, run your race Run like America’s very future depends on it and the very democracy on which it was built Run for the doubters, disbelievers, and haters who try to dim the light of your star Run because Queen Ramonda said, “Show them who you are!” Run, Kamala run Who can...
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