Sonnet from NY

Poem by Billy Boy Burger

All the way with Obama

He is as poised as the Dali Lama

Never over reacts, first uses a comma

Makes women’s rights the real drama

Redistribute wealth- give the poor less trauma

I can always become a gentle ‘farmer’

Won’t he make us all ‘calma’….

Obama Poem

Artwork by www.JefferyDreadArt.com

Leader

I have seen your face,

In so much color: your blue, your white, and your red.

The same colors as our flag, not so saturated, but

 A tone that’s down to earth.

I have seen your face,

Stretched out on bridges,

With eyes that watch over America’s greatest rivers,

Restoring faith in the farmer’s soil.

I have seen your face,

On many peoples’ chest- you are the most unique of trademarks.

These people strut past me in New York city,

Borrowing your dignity.

I have seen your face,

On the bumpers of Suburbans,

Planted in the lawns of front yards, and

Framed and hung against living room walls while a family watches your face on TV.

I have seen your face,

At a fancy party, but your weren’t their.

Your face was of red, white, and blue diamonds; studded

On the dress of a young black woman.

I have seen your face,

In a crowd of millions of cheering people,

You, stand in the center while cameras and helicopters swarm,

 Speaking to All of US.