The Day I Became President Poem by robert otim

The day I became president was like the day I enter through the gate of dream
Blindly my eyes was seeing colors in black and white
It was an early morning and my alarm clock went off
I was wide awake and half asleep in the face
Easily I move my body off the squealing bed
I took a blind step to relinquish the beeping sound but my left toe took a hit on my shouting garbage container
I took a motion step to calm the room
I roll my eyes down at the bottom door
A sound of tick went off and the light beams shoot out of the main room
I thought I heard my dad voice
Boom! Boom! Came knocking on the door like a call from mister policemen
It spoke like a morning sound of a woman and it was my mother
Son! Go to school
I swear in silence to a room full of thing
I hated the stupid alarm
The garbage was the poorer
I dress up in my school clothes
My shoe is well on my two feet
My tie was bright enough to light the way
I slowly step out into the front door and drag my left foot and the door crash the wind into me
The wind escape like a sound as it was my mother telling me to dream big
On my way to school, I dream of sleeping a bit longer only to walk the country of dream
It was a day back when I had the best dream in all of the free world
It was a long painful dream
On my wall, I remember a simple month of Jan
The month I always remember the day of my birth and today it became the day of my dream
Today is the day I hear a sweet sound o freedom
All will be well and my words will be Obey
My father children will finally reach the sky for today is the day we come in the open and witness the dream of our father
In the present day is the day I became president
Today I rule
Today I am a hero in my own dream.