Yes, the tears flow.
A President inaugurates;
Hope rises.
Faith renewed.
Fire comes down
to light the candle
which will show us our way.

Good luck
Mr. President
while the way is long,
we travel it together.

The nights will stretch away
into years
but our writing hand
will not stall
over the difficult parts
History is being written here.

Good luck Mr. President
we are counting on us.

Lonnie Hicks

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