Obama Has A Strange Name They Say Poem by Rani Turton

Obama Has A Strange Name They Say

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Obama has a strange name they say
But then so do I
Strange for here but not for there
Stranger and stranger as the world becomes
Freer and freer, no frontiers
Depending for whom
Depending for where.

Travellers we are all: nomads in this world
That keeps contracting and still
Strangers remain strangers and worse
Foreignors remain strangers on
Shores that remain devoid of warmth.

What is foreign? Coming from which shores
And arriving where? Are foreignors strange because
They have strange names
Or they act strange? A strange kind of modernity dictates
That everyone looks and speaks alike
Devoid of accent, devoid of strange words

That's how it is and now Obama with his strange name
And mine with mine: we have associations to the past
To some far-off land; stranger I am still
My hair, like Obama's, says where I come from.
My eyes, like Obama's, say where I come from.
My skin, like Obama's speaks louder than words.

I am the sum of all that came before.
My strangeness is just that:
I brought a slice of the world with me when I came.

Copyright: Rani Turton

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
premji premji 16 January 2009

wait and see... every american president is a prisoner for four years...... and after that the most useless american! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Sathyanarayana M V S 27 December 2008

I wrote a poem on Obama, AVANT-GARDE. though I know little about him. Obama's advent has given hope to millions; that some kind of social justice would be achieved by him. What if he is a stranger to US. When he is virtuous, upholds high humane values, he is welcome everywhere. In what kind of boundaries we like of these, nations, notions and nasty nuances..............Very good poem Rani

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Kris Smith 19 December 2008

And you bought beauty in the shape of your poetry Rani, thankyou for being here 10 ++++ Chris

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Ron Flowers 19 December 2008

Rani, I like this poem a lot. It says so much about the human condition. I have a friend who is blind. He, of course, can not make first impression judgements in the traditional way. I love your line, 'I am the sum of all that came before.' Isn't that what makes us all the unique persons we are? If you haven't done so, I hope you will read my poem, A Friend Of A Different Hue. Regards Ron

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