Alignment

Alignment

A Poem by Mr. Deft Diction
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Politics, like religion, is always a sore subject for folks. Not for me. Obama is my guy!

"

I feel folks felt this day would never come,

the President possibly being a black man's son.

We just got back the right to vote,

he's admitted that he smokes....

ay, Chief, you smoke?

I wanna blow one with the victorious son,

so you gotta win.

Get a muthafuckin' Porshe Cayenne Turbo,

blast some Big when you bend

that corner,

pulling up on Pennsylvania Ave.,

can't be late, though,

you know the brothas and sistahs'll laugh.

Black folks always running on CPT!

You sport sensational style,

I hear the little honey's around the way

talking about how they love your smile.

Got me reading up on the internet,

studying the autobiographical.

Maybe I'll find the grail that will

make all of these dreams actual.

I won't put that much stock into you, though.

Just need to let you know

how you got my vote.

How, ironically,

you're the foe of the last class of political folks

to bring us hope.

The inner city hasn't had this much hope since

it was swindled and sprinkled with coke.

You know those old hopes

used to be found hanging from ropes,

as avalanches destroyed the remainder of those.

Somehow,

I just laugh at them now.

Them not knowing the new shape of the world,

and the s**t that's about to go down.

No more John Wayne's, acting like Rifleman,

on the Ponderosa.

Maybe we should have Michelle pull up in the Testerosa.

The melting pot has finally boiled over,

the ideas of the preamble,

finally inching toward us,

closer.

Frederick Douglass can finally celebrate

Independence Day....

maybe.

We still have work to do for you.

Go to the polls,

show the faith and undying support for you.

Before it was 'Vote or Die',

it was try and vote...

you just may die.

So everyday that you continue to prove that

impossible is nothing,

you give this new generation the example...

the epitome of something....

different.

And while you're accused of soaring rhetoric,

I'm reminded that the thought of us

soaring anywhere,

is anything but academic.

Finally, in due time,

America will have the right face to defend it.

After all,

we're all descendants and you sitting in the Oval Office

just means that

the future is undoubtedly in our presence.

Thank you for your message, Mr. Obama., 
I can finally talk some politics with my mama.

I know you're gone,

and won't be back until November....

just thought I should mention...

that I'm on your side,

grabbing the bull by the horns,

along for this ride!

Can we touch the sky?

 

© 2008 Mr. Deft Diction


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First of all..I looooove Obama. :)
Second of all, Change is coming
third of all, he is hope... and he is our next president... did I tell you I love Mr.Obama?

"Got me reading up on the internet,

studying the autobiographical."

he indeed has done so much for Illinois...A man of God...a man working for the people..not for oil.. he is great.

We still have work to do for you.

Go to the polls,

show the faith and undying support for you.

Before it was 'Vote or Die',

it was try and vote...

you just may die.

So everyday that you continue to prove that

impossible is nothing,

you give this new generation the example...

the epitome of something....

different. I have a friend that doesn't want to vote period... I told her the same thing you said... Your ancestors fought for these rights.. here is a man that can bring the change we need for a better world...I hope I can change her mind :)

Great..great write man..

God bless you.. this is going in to my favorites

-Melba
As for me and my family, we shall serve the LORD.


Posted 16 Years Ago


A good political feel-good rant! I forget who said it, but someone said, "I may not agree with your opinion but I will fight to the death your right to have it".

In these matters, I have no voice
because, at this time, I have no clear choice.
I'd like to see a woman president, son
but only because I liked the first Clin-ton!
And that prez got shafted, got a bum wrap
cause some nasty ho saved a dressful of 'crap'!
;) I'm just saying!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Top shelf write...a lot of folks don't dabble in political writes...this is well done .
and wove the bonus of a poetic call for voter registration.

Obama arriving is surreal to me...something I thought would not happen in my lifetime.
A landmark of choices.... only to be topped by a Black Female in office....I would have to check my pulse.

Yessss....Obama makes me wanna register my house plants to vote

Blesssssssssss

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderfully expressed and a unique look at our future president...He's got my vote from awhile back. Yeah, this white girl likes him for him--not his skin. He's got integrity, intelligence and a "Porshe Cayenne Turbo" Whoo hoo, OBAMA!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is the kinda thing alot of young people need to read to make them see the truth that the world is trying to hide......
and I like you am along for this ride

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

amazing! loved it! this was my first read of a political poem and i very much enjoyed it. you put rhymes in just the right places. the flow was great!

good read!

i'm for obama too ;-)
but even if i wasn't for him, i still like the poem :-)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This conveys everything about your political views in the perfect way it should be. I'd love to hear this on an album, d****t.

OBAMA FOR AMERICA.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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