Click here for Part I, Part II, and Part III Explanatory Notes for "A Poem Written in Honor of President Barack Obama's Inauguration 2013."
The next stanza is related to the previous regarding some voices still being helplessly entrapped. They are not adequately represented by their leaders. As all the voices on each side make their demands, eventually nothing can be heard, or as you see in the “fiscal cliff” drama happening on Capitol Hill, nothing gets done. Or, very little very slowly. An utter waste of political posturing.
The voices on each
side
clamored fiercely to be
heard.
Above
the din there came a cry
of one solitary word.
The
Word was heard by all except
to each the sound was
different.
Each
sister spoke the same word,
But the sound still felt
absurd.
Have you ever had Person A and Person B say the same thing, X, to Person C, and Person C will react entirely differently depending on who does the telling. It’s not only how, it is the fact that Republicans will react badly to what Democrats have to say and vice versa. Predisposed to being negative, a great human virtue.
Yet we Americans still tout diversity like no one else. Lots of languages, lots of things to be learned from each other. America's "Melting Pot", our "Great Experiment" has been the foundation of our faith in ourselves and our future.
Fi-i-inally, we get to modern day America. I wish I had more time to include more great leaders, but there is a certain time relevance to this poem. If I had waited years the way I usually do before presenting a poem, no one would be interested in it. Hence, the rhyme and meter will be perfected over time, years from now, one syllable at a time.
Well from the title of the poem you know who this Inaugural Poem was written for (there’s only one inauguration in the near future). But how can you be sure? Well, three dozen is thirty-six, and 36 + 8 = 44! Barack Obama is the 44th President of the United States! And it rhymes with “gait” and “Fate”! I patted myself on the back for that one, as it was unplanned and came like divine inspiration.
With His face turned to all roads,
He walked
with easy gait
on
our winding road that split
three dozen
times plus eight;
with
Bright Eyes and Brighter Smile,
He
offered me his hand:
“Will
you go with me he,” He asked,
“Or will you
go with Fate?”
Does that mean if we follow our great leaders that we are contravening Fate? Are we crossing Fate and what other outcome will we reach if not our fate? We will not go into a discussion of free choice and fatalism here. Suffice to say that one can, believe many, choose freely and still go with fate, if that is one’s desire, i.e., to go with fate.
However, if one believes that one is going against fate by following Washington, Lincoln, and Obama, then it is consistent with the last stanza, where the roads plural, are blocked by Fate. Oh, ye Fate! Always causing trouble! See the repeated reference to love and hate. The easy explanation is that these leaders make Americans have faith in their future. The tedious explanation follows.
In the first section, it was explained that the lines of love and Hate in Washington’s eyes are not his but reflecting an already diverse population, as America’s first immigrants were persecuted minorities. Again, we see the lines of love and hate on Fate’s hands, you know, the creases that tell your fortune (forget what they are called). Which means what? That different factions of our country will always hate each other? No, more like there will always be disagreement, great discord if you will.
I took his hand and
saw the roads
blocked by the
Hand of Fate.
On
Her palm the tears of love
drowned out the
lines of hate.
The
Halls of Justice are not built
within a single day.
With
luck their expanse will never end,
Yet United, We
can wait.
The middle lines about the Halls of Justice I remember reading
somewhere; they were above an archway or entrance in a building somewhere,
leading into a library, I believe. I forget the author, maybe it was anonymous. I think the saying goes somewhat
like this: The Halls of Justice are not built in one day and with any luck,
they will never be completed. Very appropriate, I thought. I added the last line in about how we can wait. The first
version had, “Yet, Together, We can wait.” I didn’t want to be too Doritos
Cheesy by using “United” but hey, we are the United States so stand proud.
Americans, for all our individualism, really do love each other. See the scads of flowers and crowds of people coming to Newtown, Connecticut. And that's why we have so much to look forward to in the future!
Why did I end with the concept of justice? Besides the fact
that that’s what my muse ordered me to do. An ex post rationalization suggests
that America has been the vanguard of fighting for Justice. Thus, if our
country were to be characterized in one respect, it might be that we stand for
justice. Whooaah, hold on, I can hear everyone protesting now (at least you’re
in agreement). Now, there are many, many, many, people who will disagree with
that. I didn’t say that we are far enough along on the road to justice, see
again the last stanza about the Halls of Justice never being completed, all I
said is that Americans (most of us) do try. And it is our real attempt to be fair that makes everyone optimistic that the best is yet to come!
Add to the mix our great diversity and justice is even
harder to attain. In nations with homogeneous populations, e.g., Europe, when
you’ve got mostly White Caucasians, you’re not going to get the friction we get
here in America, so just because we got more friction doesn’t mean we aren’t
doing as well as other advanced nations. You just try adding nonwhites
equivalent to 20%, 30%, 40% of your population during a recession when everyone
is competing for jobs and see how well you get along.
Americans, for all our individualism, really do love each other. See the scads of flowers and crowds of people coming to Newtown, Connecticut. And that's why we have so much to look forward to in the future!
Check out the Inaugural Poem I wrote for President Obama! With Cliff Notes and Cheat Sheets, i.e., Background and Explanatory Notes, the Meaning behind the Rhyme! Here's a nice formatted copy of My Inaugural Poem for President Obama on Amazon, (with an Author's Note, lol).
A poem I wrote sort of for Mitt: "A Tale of Two Romneys by Ssal Nogard." Check out Politifact, a Political Fact Checker that follows elections closely. Politifact handed out It's Lie of the Year Award, a dubious distinction for the person who can most seriously warp the truth.
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