My eyes weren’t dry as I heard J.Lo sing
My ears rejoiced, Amanda’s poetry:
That “Even as we grieved, we grew”
Out with the old, in with the new
As Joe and Kamala in humble majesty
Enter the ring
The “Hill We Climb” is rocky, it is steep
Though Trump is gone his stain remains
His legacy a G.O.P. of sycophants
Who fill the Congress chambers with their empty rants
Four hundred thousand who’ll not see the sun again
Our image all around the world weak
With Joe and Kam as leaders we’ll revive
We’ll conquer this pandemic, this malaise
Again we’ll be a partner with the world
And proudly we’ll salute our flag unfurled
Our many will be one, our motto says
A time to celebrate, a time to be alive
1/20/21
