THE NEW YEAR IS HERE, WHAT NEXT?
We have come to where the sidewalk ends,
And tonight, when the dreary bell rings at Midnight
Each of us will ponder over every second of our days,
When we were weak and weary yet life went on.
Some with thanksgiving will remember God’s grace,
Like many mothers mourning for their children in the storms.
Others like wives were bereft of husbands with fathers singing dirges
For the loss of their flesh while their spirits were misplaced in tears.
While blissfully some drums would thrill while champagne smothers
In august and royal homes where lights glow, we can’t blindly forget
Songs of sorrow, the music of desolation from many victims of brutality
Who are forced by our inactions to lick wounds from humiliation.
Do you remember how you once baked bread with your sweat?
Then dare not to forget and never forget the ABCD of other lives
Armory, Bullet, Calamity, Devastation in “I can’t breathe.”
They walk through lives of children of our Motherland
You may have experienced freedom from want
But I understand freedom has more colors than one
In fact, more than I can explain today or tomorrow.
In the Mouth of Wealth there are wounded souls
Can we have God in our songs and sighs in the future?
Can we straighten limbs of men and women to glow;
To enter into tomorrow where life’s visions never vanish,
And dreams live on and we no more bath in tears?
Will you celebrate the, me, me mine and sing no song of others?
Let’s leave behind that place where unkindness dims joy,
To go to where our desires are profound and our hopes weighty
Now that the Old Year is dead and a New Year is born.
Let’s go to where the moon shall be bright till we are dust;
To where the stars are starry in the time of our darkness;
Let’s pause now at the place where the sidewalk ends tonight
And on the new street we dance holding hands of every soul.
I WISH YOU ALL A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR OF 2015