Into the sky
Even ghosts
Once slaves
Rise
From graves
Of oppression
To see Barack

His eyes
Luminous
With humility
Head high
Steady voice

All witness
His assent
Over mountains
Of Whites, Blacks
Browns and Yellow
Multiplicity of life

In triumph
Barack takes
Bigotry's flames
Into dreams that lift
Humanity
Into stars, of equality

And God of all
Rejoices
A son has risen

by
Marta C. Weeks
January 20, 2009
martacweeks.com