(I wrote this on the freezing cold day Obama announced his run)

Today is a warm beautiful day
Today a tropical breeze has swept across Boston
As it has the breadth of our nation
It has graced us with elements of Lake Michigan
Cirrocumulus clouds of Manoa
Salt air of the Mombasa Coast

This breeze has stilled an old-pendulum
For to long it has swayed mechanically left to right;
And too far right.
Today the wind spoke to us
And a diversity of hearts rejoiced
As the soul of our land rejoiced

Our heart; our true heart
Is one of out stretched arms,
which long to reach across our nation
and to the rest of mankind
Perhaps some other winds erred
With the misunderstanding of “arms”
Perhaps, while we stand in the warmth
Those winds still and always were; numb.

But

Today we are warm and happy
Today we have hope
Today we can once again dream
Today we can stand together and be heard
We can smile because we are at an advent
But not simply of change; this is not the wind of change
No; this wind has been here since a defiant declaration
This has been here since liberty ignited the torch
This is a wind, some might try to allocate, classify
Or take its elements and codify it
But they are wrong as they are right;
This fair-wind has all the elements of us.
This wind has always been there
Since the beginning
Small yet resolute
Accumulating its strength
Its Audacity
It is not change, a metamorphosis, an alteration or a new direction
No; this breeze; this wind is comfortable, familiar and warm
It is all our fathers and great-grandfathers struggles
This wind represents our heart, which although perhaps lost for a moment,
is the heart of many lands, the heart many backgrounds
and the heart of all those who love G-d by any name
This wind my friends, is nothing new
It is not the result of; although we hope the answer to
Global Warming
Nor is it something we are NOT ready for.
No the cold winds wish to leave us in the cold
They wish to tell us we are not ready;
Or perhaps the wind is not yet strong enough;
Worn, experienced or traveled enough.

This wind is the aggregate of all the winds that have
Taken us through the blustery seas of:
the North Atlantic, the South Pacific, the Persian Gulf.
This wind has begun to encircle us
And in Chicago today it has been declared
A tropical depression
And in New Hampshire it will be tropical storm
And as it finds its way from place to place
It will grow swift and strong
And when it lands in Washington
It will be a monsoon
It will be a typhoon
When it lands in Washington
And it will land in Washington
It will be a Hurricane!
It will exstinguish the fire under the melting pot
Tip it over
And set us all free
For this wind is nothing new
It has always been here
This wind is, and has always been; our Destiny.


I support Barack Obama above and beyond other candidates because he stands resolute.
He came to Washington and stood with the voice of his people
And not against the people for “their own good.”
And not with the haphazard-demands of the President.
He came to Washington and made certain that the President
felt our exhausted vocalizations; even through closed-ears
He came to Washington open, like a book
For all the world to see
And to throw their first stones; till they realized
They had no legs to stand on.
As Washington has turned itself into a mockery there is one individual
Who has not wavered or eviscerated his own-constitution
For political gain
There is one man who stands for fare wages, equal opportunity, real jobs, real homes, real healthcare, a real winter temperatures.
That man is Barack Obama and he has my vote.