July 4th,1987 Poem by Tristian Ford

July 4th,1987

On the day I was born,
Fireworks lit up the sky
As I came out with waterworks
You should have witnessed
A light dew briefly misted
Just for Tristian

As his Mother was holding him in her arms,
She and God were crying
Through an azure sky shining;
Ball lightning
Bolts were flying
Struck the earth
People were dying
But there could be no more delay
Of the birth of this boy
I Am
A bundle of joy

For decades-long
The nation had been waiting-giving
this celebration
Here ye, Here ye,
The dove finally made it

Free, brave, and strong
Siren's Song
The Trumpet shall be blown

Commenced to rising,
got well-tuned
Then there was no more trying
Finch outset flying
inspired eying
Observe
Go underway!
Then devise thriving


Just as soon as he ceases crying
Acting shy and
Goes outside from hiding
Comes out fighting

I Am
Absolutely certain
The Man will be
Striking
Fierce than lightning

Not a single person has to like him
But one of y'all has to knight him
A soul has to light him
Respect an Artillery Shell-Roman Candle
Step back and stare
The Man begins a clairvoyant shining.
The day nations see who
I Am!

It's sealed
It's delivered
It's already signed
The real celebration of the Fourth of July
Refined


Psalm 20: 1-7
" You have granted him his heart's desire
and have not withheld the proposition of his lips.
You came to welcome him with rich blessings
and placed a crown of refined gold on his head. He asked you for life,
and you delivered it to him-
length of days, forever and ever.
Through the victories you gave,
his glory is great;
you have vested on him splendor and majesty.
Indeed you have granted him undying blessings
and made him enraptured with the joy of your presence.
For the king trusts in
the LORD;
through the unfailing love of the Most High,
he will not be shaken."




—Tristian Lamar Frank Ford