| They said the day will never come, but the day is here! I have counted every second, every minute, every day to this moment. But here I am in my tingly best, still unprepared and still unable to take in fully the fact that I’m a witness to history, a sacred moment that will never be repeated! I have jumped, clapped, danced and sang in seismic euphoria, but the figment is getting real! I have cried the reserves of my joyful tears to emptiness, filled only with the echoes of unbelief. But the day, the day, is here! And he is here too! He who owns the day is here – with Michelle and the two beauties, reminding us of what family is all about! They said he has no experience, but he worked in the community. He worked in the community because he wanted the experience and now he’s here to show how the world is a community and how you and I are this community – a community that cares for and empowers each other. We are his community and we will be his experience. He is the candle lighted by Providence to take the world on a new curve and we will follow the path he lights and even make it better. I’m not celebrating the man, but what he represents, because what he represents is far bigger than him. What he represents will outlive him and a thousand generations over. I’m not celebrating race; I’m celebrating humanity. I’m celebrating the power of man to rise above primeval instincts and right a historic wrong. America the Brave took a huge leap in the dark and in that glowing darkness, lighted by the fierce fire of national belief and unquenchable thirst for freedom, equality, progress and collective vision, it’s once again showed leadership to a rudderless world. A country scarred by its notorious history of slavery and segregation refused to be enslaved by it. Rustbelt America conquered its own fears and beckons on us all to do the same! Yes, America took the bull, not only by the horn, but by its whole being, hauling it into the accursed ring to cleanse our blot of bloated prejudice. America renewed her promise to the world and put her faith in the hands of the grandson of a Kenyan goatherd, tortured by the British for supposedly being a Mau Mau guerilla. Today, in the creeks, the hills, the plains and every human abode, voices shall be heard applauding America’s renewal. I’m not suicidal, I don’t want to go kicking any bucket this minute; but I would gladly die now that my eyes have seen the glory of God’s mighty will! This is a promise that the voices that cried shall be heard, that those that dream shall have fulfillment, that those that hope will see the sun. This is a promise that whatever piece of earth you occupy, your miracle is on the way. It is a message to all of us who toil on behalf of humanity. Yes, if I die today, I can gladly proclaim to those on the other side that I left the world a better place. Oh, this is not the day for speeches and sermons! This is the day to smile and savour. I am simply grateful to be here to see this beginning of this new day.
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