By: Poetic_Muse
A Desioriginal Exclusive

I remember a time when all I would have to do is go into another room for privacy,
to think about my day and what I could have done better;
to write a letter regarding someone’s complaint of injustice through ugly worlds of prejudice,
To imagine what a world without invasions of civil rights, racial fights, names used to demean other human beings who just wanted their chance for a better life, could and would look like if I just continued down the path bestowed upon me by a nation other’s said was unwilling to change,
Corrupted by the ugly political games and claims to fame..

I remember what it was like to not have camera’s every where I went, when time was spent with daughters and my wife,
When I could go to the nearest 7/11 for a quick snack without being attacked by paparazzi,
clicking flashes of me flicking ashes off the cigarette I promised I would no longer smoke,
But I’m only human and it takes time to break habits that make me choke,

I remember how I felt the first day after announcing my run for presidency,
What appeared cool was not in control,
my heart skipping beats, my hands sweaty and mind swimming
thinking not only about the decision to run this race
but what it will be like when I am winning,
How I could make all the things in this country change and flow together,
All the things I stood for as a leader of civil rights would not go in vain,
I was running for PRESIDENT despite of my name,
The way people cheered as if all their fears where subsiding
Giving faith to Barack Obama and on my back their hopes are riding..

I, understand the challenge I face and the mark in history I will make
and although the weight is heavy I accept this fate because it is my destiny..
And so what if the only way I get privacy is by stepping outside a door into a hallway that doesn’t know my name,
To make a change is far more important,
To make a difference is the force that drives this horse to the finish line,
To give America a better chance of surviving is the dream I repeat in this brain of mine,
and as I step back into the coliseum, and on the podium I stand..
I will ask the United States to simply Believe… “YES WE CAN”!