Gloria Steinem Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.

Tonight

I feel like Linda Hunt

 

Why do I always assume the face of

Some one else, because it’s easier to spike out some bile,

And because lets face it

Woman is nastier…….

Anyway

What a year it truly was

Just think about it

It kinda started out with a dream

Didn’t it

In a time when the bottle seemed to fall out

Of the world as we know it

The drones that we had become

Awakened

The sleeper awakens

I know I was babbling on about

How a colored man

Wouldn’t couldn’t and maybe

Even shouldn’t

Be elected president

No in my life time

A year of living dangerously

At least many bankers must feel that way

And the great nothing

From the Never ending story

Slowly

Left us

And we could almost see the light of the sky again

And we started to get some gumption back

And old Negroes

At first sat in the Deacon Pews

Spiting out venom

And jealousy

At the dream

That may come

And then and then

Yes we can

The one

Was running quickly

Towards that dream

And in the haze of our suffering

Job loses,

Home loses

Despair

And regret

We, I

Found out that

Nothing happens unless first a dream

As Carl sandberg said

And I began to again

Dream

When it finally clicked

That a dream

A black man

Going to the white house

And nothing

Can dim this dream now

The king has reached the mountain top

The big O has arrived

And as George Bernard Shaw said:

You see things; and you say, "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"

The sleeper

In all of us has awakened

Happy new year

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