o-ba-ma
o-ba-ma
the simple sounds
like prayer
o-ba-ma
three syllables
of hope
the people of the world
can say this name
know this man
for now, the sun shines
but nothing grows
the wind blows
but nothing stirs
the heart of a man
is at the center
of the world
new dreams have
wings
what seemed impossible
will be done
the anger in too many chests
& the disbelief
will melt into
love
& humankind will naturally
rise in unison &
hug each other like the brothers
& sisters
they have forgotten
they are
peace is possible
across these verdant lands––
these roving seas––
& among the silent stars
in bedazzled space
o-ba-ma