Thank God for Time - Visitor's Poem

by Jamie J. Robinson
(Syracuse, NY, USA)

The black child is now called by his name his skin no longer defines him

The people’s eyes have now opened and the horizon is gorgeous

Rainbows are forming in mothers' wombs, adding to God's kaleidoscope

America is a new melting pot where sweet love is being stewed amongst the bitter hate

The hate is boiling off the top of the broth

We have waited such a long time for this meal

A union has been agreed upon to survive together the best way we can

We all face very similar challenges because it wills us to uplift one another

I stand satisfied with what time has birthed before us

So fortunate are we to live in a realm of such freedom

Some countries still view a grain of rice as the power of gold

I scrape the grains in the trash I could not finish at dinner

I dream of that day the world lives in abundance

I thank God for what and where time has brought us

I thank time for always being there, ready to change


Written and constructed by: Jamie J. Robinson