The Black President seems like hope deferred Still it resonates I partake in every word Yes, he's heaven sent It should be For the people and by the people But what people should it be for? A few and the rest you ignore? Is there any cure? Or time to restore? Longing to reign again Like the kings and queens of our once beloved homeland Because there we were the beauty of stars The gold and diamonds Were our garments Created in the eyes of God. Believe we are Rather than what we can or could do. I am that I am Today, tommorrow, and future too. I am hope I am a new dawn I am beautiful I am Grace I am more than a More than a More than what my trials make me to be In the midst of persecution Adversity I am strength Perfected with zeal I am that I am So rise Up And Be Counted! Rise, Up, And, Be, Counted. I am.