From Obama's Paternal Village Poem by kelvin karani

In the land of Obama’s grandfather
Inauguration was followed to the latter
How glued to TV’s the people were
You could think he was their president
Well, this boy with a black shining star
Is their son.

Resplendent they were in the celebrations
Of the rebirth of black power and humanity
Which was embodied in Mr. President.

In the best way they knew how
Kenya, nay, Africa rejoiced
The world joined in the festivities
From the greatest governments
To the forgotten corners
The world was one again
Even the terrorist Osama
Must have said, “good work son! ”
To the icon, our sun-Obama.

He brings hope
To a world that had it not
And with that alone
So much can be changed.

I have a dream too
That one day our wild wide world
Will be one forever
In peace, love and unity
Its people shall live.
Amen.