a Poem by Amanda Gorman.
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Mr. President, Dr. Jill Biden,
Madam Vice President, Mr. Emhoff, Americans and The World
One day comes we ask ourselves
“where can we find light in this neverending shade?”
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The Loss we carry, a Sea we must wade
We braved the belly of the Beast
We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always Peace
And the Norms and Notions of “what just is” isn’t always just’ice.
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And yet, the dawn is ours before we knew it
Somehow we do it
Somehow we weathered and witnessed
A nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.
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We the Successors of a Country in a Time
Continue reading “The Hill we climb.”
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