As I sit to pen ( type up) this blog a rush of lyrics rush to mind ; Give me one moment in time- Whitney Houston, A new day has come - Celine Dion, For a Moment like this some people wait a lifetime- Kelly Clarkson, I believe in the impossible - Fantasia....I could go on and on...so let me stop right now because I could get carried away.
All the lyrics above could apply to one moment or day.January 20, 2009 will forever be in our history books. Forget different time zones,backgrounds, races, political and religious affiliations,everyone took a moment to witness and be a small part of a historical moment. Whether you were tuned in on the telly , internet, radio or were there in person, one way or another it was a day the world tood still. From Rick Warren's prayer( Gosh I wish I could pray like that) to Miss Franklin's soulful singing..to the main event of the day...we all forgot abt our differences and seemed to be unified by one individual - Barack Obama.
As a black person(even though my skin colour is brown) I felt proud...because finally, a black man is in power in the US, something which may have been impossible. For white people they were happy, because they know the struggles we have faced due to the colour of our skin. In the heavens above, the Likes of Dr Martin Luther King and all those slaves ( Those who toiled in plantations, with the sun baking their backs whilst cruel masters hurled insults and beat them mercilessly, those who were lynched - crucified and torched to death for being black, I am also talking about those brothers and sisters who were tied to two horses facing different directions...and those horses would be whipped and they's run amok in opposite directions, splitting a live human in half all the way to his death. I am also talking aout those who died in the vast oceans, either due to disease, the heart ache from being seperated from the motherland and loved ones or those who tried to escape from the slavery ships etc)were rejoicing up above.
You see this has been a long time coming for black people and everything comes full circle. When Dr. King said he had a dream, he was halfway down the journey... he dreamt the dream...and he died after.His dream didn't die there, those left behind carried it on..over he years and Obama realized the dream. We were kings in Africa...were reduced to slaves and now we ware back on top.
You see our black skin represents our resilience...we can be beat but that doesn't kill our spirit. Yesterday was all about being there, so that in years to come we will tell our children it happened in our day. The young ones will tell their kids that instead of saying 'mama' and 'dada' as their first words, their first word was Obama.Children born around this day will be named Obamason, Obamaness, Obamakazi...u name it the list goes one coz y'all know we black folk are creative with names.
A few lessons i have learnt from Obamania... My African name or My Africaness is no barrier to success. I am proud to be African...but more so now than ever. Love and Hope extend beyond any race. Having a dream is no item of ridicule, because dreams can come true, maybe not in one's lifetime but they do come true, and lastly God can turn every impossibility into a possibility.
As I wrap up I pray God bestowes wisdom on Obama, because we all know, he is guiding a ship in uncertain waters, and as much as we're happy see a black man in power, there are a few who would like to see him fail. Only God knows why he has chosen a time like this to allow a man like Obama, to lead the world. I pray for God's divine protection, on America's first family and ask His Ministering Angels to watch over them.
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