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Trust
Did I really wake up in America, This rainbow-treed fifth-of-November Wednesday morning, Or am I dreaming, hallucinating a grandiose improbability?
All I can think is that yesterday couldn't possibly have happened, And I'm not even black, A man with slavery in his denigrated genealogy,
Rather a white guy who's lived, most of his six decades, Apologizing for being a resident of a border state With a shameful history of flagrant segregation and race baiting.
But it did happen, and today is a day unlike any other. We've entrusted our lives, into Barack Obama's keeping, And he must be able to trust us, with his fate.
11/05/08 - (1)
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