In my poetry writing class today, after analyzing Amanda Gorman's beautiful poem from a couple days ago, our teacher assigned us to write our own 2021 inauguration poem. We were given 15 minutes; here's what I came up with.
In the morning our country continues to stand
Come the evening, we its people may lose hope again
Each day brings fear of what's to bear next
Each day we Americans strive for the best
In how we respond to glorification
Of a nation
That's broken and battered and patient
For change.
Our pain has been felt and never strayed
These past four years
We've called out to each other
We've asked our mothers
Why fists never leave the air
We've asked each other
To take a hard stance,
A hard glance in the mirror
and care
For those oppressed and stuck in a haze
For those who couldn't hold their brother's hand
On his last disease-ridden day
We pray
For the change
These next four years will bring
And strive we will
To fight for beauty in this battered country
The blessed U. S. of A.

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