Free At Last
By P. Newman-Harris
I never thought we would see
This day in our history.
Until now it was only a dream
That one man esteemed
Long ago.
Who would know
When he said the words, Free at last
That we would see his dream come to pass,
A new day, when an old chapter would come to an end
And a new chapter would begin?
New frontiers are about to be explored
On what was once distant shores.
Martin, we wish you were here
To give Obama a cheer,
To see the beginning of a new day.
It is a new day, a new day for you and for me
A day when we all can agree
To come together, casting aside the issues of color and race,
Facing whatever needs to be faced,
Standing as one nation, under God, one color one creed.
Yes, we still have hungry people to feed,
An economy to restore, and disillusionments to erase
But we have reached this place,
A place where we can look ahead without fear.
For we now know that our hope is near,
We are finally in a position where we can have hope
Above all hopes,
We are in a place where we can write a new story on the pages of time
For new generations to find.
We stand with pride
On behalf of every black man and woman that has died.
We will never stop reaching for the dream,
We will keep on living the dream,
For we can finally rest in the belief of a man who says, “Yes, we can.”
And lean on the promises of one who believed that we would be free at last,
Martin, thank God almighty, we are free at last!
copyright 2009 by P. Newman-Harris