100 Days; 100 Words: Barbara

An Acrostic

Before Barack, we were locked in a red/blue struggle

Against each other, against other nations, against our principles.

“Restored” is how I feel now. We can thrive — not just endure.

After Election Day, we woke like children on

Christmas morning. Even Republicans looked happier.

Kids love Barack. He makes it cool to be smart, work hard.

One hundred days, each bearing progress, transparency. The

Black experience, the spirituals, the blues, woven through our tapestry

And now fully claimed. I breathe easier now, on the streets, in the world.

Melting cynicism, igniting dreams,

America surprises, delights the world.

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