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To Amanda Gorman The Hill We Climb Amanda, you are not a descendant of a slave. You are one of us, a descendant of the Human Race like your ancestor who was brought to America forcibly from Africa. The day is not far off when we all shall be climbing the steep hill together, holding each other’s hand firmly and reciting your poem " The Hill We Climb" loudly. Amanda Gorman, you have given all of us around the world hope. The transcript of the full poem may be seen below. When the day comes we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade? The loss we carry, a sea we must wade. We've braved the belly of the beast, We've learned that quiet isn't always peace, and the norms and notions of what just is isn't always justice. And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it. Somehow we do it. Somehow we've weathered and witnessed a nation that isn't broken, but simply unfinished. We the successors of a country and a time where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president only to find herself reciting for one. And yes we are far from polished. Far from pristine. But that doesn't mean we are striving to form a union that is perfect. We are striving to forge a union with purpose, to compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and conditions of man. And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us, but what stands before us. We close the divide because we know, to put our future first, we must first put our differences aside. We lay down our arms so we can reach out our arms to one another. We seek harm to none and harmony for all. Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true, that even as we grieved, we grew, that even as we hurt, we hoped, that even as we tried, we tried, that we'll forever be tied together, victorious. Not because we will never again know defeat, but because we will never again sow division. Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree and no one shall make them afraid. If we're to live up to our own time, then victory won't lie in the blade. But in all the bridges we've made, that is the promise to the glade, the hill we climb. If only we dare. It's because being American is more than a pride we inherit, it's the past we step into and how we repair it. We've seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than sharing it. Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy. And this effort very nearly succeeded. But while democracy can be periodically delayed, it can never be permanently defeated. In this truth, in this faith we trust. For while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us. This is the era of just redemption we feared at its inception. We did not feel prepared to be the heirs of such a terrifying hour but within it, we found the power to author a new chapter. To offer hope and laughter to ourselves. So while once we asked, how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe? Now we assert, How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us? We will not march back to what was, but move to what shall be. A country that is bruised but the whole, benevolent but bold, fierce and free. We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation, because we know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation. Our blunders become their burdens. But one thing is certain, If we merge mercy with might, and might with the right, then love becomes our legacy, and change our 's birthright. So let us leave behind a country better than the one we were left with. With every breath from my bronze-pounded chest, we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one. We will rise from the gold-limbed hills of the west. We will rise from the windswept northeast, where our forefathers first realized revolution. We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states. We will rise from the sunbaked south. We will rebuild, reconcile and recover. And every known nook of our nation and every corner called our country, our people diverse and beautiful will emerge, battered and beautiful. When the day comes we step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid, the new dawn blooms as we free it. For there is always light if only we're brave enough to see it. If only we're brave enough to be it.    |
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Shared words at Biden's inauguration.
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1/29/2021 5:56 am |
Thank You For Honoring Her
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Amanda Gordon is a lovely person. Not only is she a poet but is also a model. Vice President's step daughter has been signed in by IMG models along with Amanda Gordon as well. Amanda is a beautiful young lady.
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Thanks for sharing this looklook].  She is a very talented young lady. I read that that the poem is going to be available soon in a special book form and she is coming out with another book of poetry later in the year.
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Thankyou looklook your words are as true and beautiful as Amanda's poem.
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Thank You For Honoring Her Thanks for stopping by and for your post. I appreciate. Amanda's poem has touched my heart and made me cry in silence.
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Amanda Gordon is a lovely person. Not only is she a poet but is also a model. Vice President's step daughter has been signed in by IMG models along with Amanda Gordon as well. Amanda is a beautiful young lady.
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Thanks for sharing this looklook]. She is a very talented young lady. I read that that the poem is going to be available soon in a special book form and she is coming out with another book of poetry later in the year.
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Thankyou looklook your words are as true and beautiful as Amanda's poem.
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Beautiful inspiring and uplifting poem. Amanda is a very beautiful and talented young lady for sure. Thank you for sharing it with us looklook. 
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Beautiful inspiring and uplifting poem. Amanda is a very beautiful and talented young lady for sure. Thank you for sharing it with us looklook.
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1/30/2021 7:27 am |
Hello Looklook..........Thanks for sharing Miss Gorman's poem. I agree with you also that she has given all of us hope. Creative Ideas.
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Hello Looklook..........Thanks for sharing Miss Gorman's poem. I agree with you also that she has given all of us hope.
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Yes Sewg, rightly said, “words of hope from a beautiful and talented young woman.” Before Wednesday, January 20, 2021, many of us did not know anything about Amanda Gorman. Now we do know! She tells us about a country “where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president.” Be safe, wonderful Lady.
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Misstauri, thanks for stopping by my blog page. I believe that Amanda Gorman is expected to be the next Nobel prize winner for literature from the United States of America very soon. Her works speak of humanity devoid of racial hatred. Take care and be safe always.
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Look lovely words straight to the heart respect
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Look lovely words straight to the heart respect
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