Poetry

~ Mr. President ~


Obama in the high’
Office of the largest
Country, you do stand high
On shoulders of the great

You will not give us fish
“The American dream”
Rather teach us to fish
You show us “Yes we can”

Remember little people
Who you also came from
You won't have to say “No
I won't sit in the back”

Gen'rational progress
Is rational progress
If you and I stand straight
Together look ahead

Take your people to the
Brink, and then march on thru
Don't let missteps, struggles
Cloud your vision or ours

No bombs, no clouds, no heat
Yes our earth could be neat
Stay our harbour if we
Keep on shaping our fate
 

 

Written for my American daughter, and inspired by a song in the soundtrack of the movie “Forrest Gump”


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