A Vision


A Vision

A Vision

A talented young poet 
Rolls out her words – 
Wave after wave – 
Over a cold Capitol Hill  

Her tone as incisive as the 
sharp winter air 
Her delivery as flawless 
As the sparkling blue sky 

Leading a nation –
Broken by lies –
Back to the truth
Of the spoken word

Her cultured voice
a polished stone
that was once a rock
A gift from past generations
Casting back the heat
Warming the hands
Of those that held it fast

She stands there
Unflinching under
The stare of the lawmakers
Delicate and strong in
A bright yellow coat
Determined to succeed
Already a phenomenal woman

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