Lessons of Obama to the black child
Lessons of Obama to the black child By Okello Lucima I Cradle Him In My Arm Only Two Months Old Riveted By The Drama Unfolding On The Telly Thousands Throng Grant Park In Chicago An Expectant Night Is At Hand A Greyed White Man Extols A New Era Weighted On The Shoulder Of A Tawny Black Child Nonchalantly Asleep On My Lap He Does Not Discern The Ecstasy at Grant Park Oblivious To The Spectacle He Does Not See My Tears When Obama’s Declared Victor! And Grant Park Exultant! News Of Renewed Hope For The Black Child Of Haze of History and Race Receding From His Horizon Explodes! Black Humanity No Longer Caged Black Dreams No Longer Cordoned Off! He May Dream Bigger Now And Aim Higher, Or Shoot For The Stars Is Is Up To Him? But The Black Child Laden With Racial Baggage Burdens of History Unloosened He Carries Like A Calling Card Obama’s Rise To Power At The Citadel Of White Racial Privilege Leaves The Black Child Secure in His Racial Cage Held Back By Chains Of Slavery In The New World And...