Something in the Air…

There’s something in the air

On Obama day.

Something shifted in the ether

between I and I, you and me.

There’s something in the air today

here in the UK,

as across the globe

Black folk exchange glances with new scopes

Audacious hope

They now hold,

feeling bold.

There’s something,

New self-love?

Shared knowing?

New Pride is tangible for sure.

Maybe Love for their new white sisters and brothers,

emanates from those

once slave-traded to

Ameri-Carib shores.

Fighting to be emancipated, humanised, enfranchised.

Now accommodated in the still-White house.

But no dousing their ecstatic fires today.

Can they kick it?…

Yes they think they can today.

There’s something in the Ether.

Something Historic.

A media wet-dream.

The liberal Anchor-folk on NBC, BBC, CBC gushing

while watching

The expectant youth rushing

to the bullet-proof glass to see their new

Black president,

in the White house.

(Each reporter taking tongue to accent

The colour gag each and every time in that line they so favoured)

There is something in the African air

where villagers drape,

what US citizens today re-shaped.

That ensign the American flag.

Now owned by them and their son.

But Wait!

There’s something in the air of Time,

That African son

was long groomed for this victory.

Bred by a powerful bloodline,

With much,much money

and poor opposition.

I mean, come on – McCain and Palin!?

I daresay, Obama must be the Bankers’ boy

in Blackface.

Powerfully fed and bred

for their Imperial purpose.

The popular biographicals only tell

of one-side.

Fractured family trees.

Isn’t it magical!?

His Kenyan father had three families says daytime TV,

As they draw out the Obama-extendeds

for their fickle studio couches

from all corners of the globe.

The Pauper done good they say but…

There’s something not on the air,

in mainstream media.

No tracing of Obamic cousins

in the presidential and palatial bloodlines throughout the globe

These Princely connections

get no mention

on real television.

Only Youtube types upload, and try to connect the

Bush-Cheney-Powell-Roosevelt-Churchill-Obama ancestral links.

Like Glucksburg-Battenburg-Windsor methinks

And other such regal lines as kept by Burkes’

Carefully mapped.

There’s something in the blood, the DNA

Of these Leaders in the still-white house.

Who like leaders before them always knew

that colour was not a true differentiation

As they expanded in incestuous circles to run the world’s nations.

Descendents of those Leaders from the leading continent.

Egypt’s powerful dynasties.

There’s always something in the air

When a Real leader emerges.

The Weightiest of Expectations.

After reviving, in this case, the people’s love of the notion

And illusion – of Democracy.

What is in the air this 5th of November 2008?

We have to wait and see.

While we stand proud of our cousins in the states. The humble

Feeling united today, unaware of the swindle.
Their young and beautiful hope,

and world-changing aspirations.

43 years after the colored got the vote.

There’s something,

On this Guy Fawkes day, before bonfire night,

Where that foiled Regicidal terrorist is still celebrated with gunpowder games.

While booted-suited soldiers and sandaled-salwar kameezed Taliban warriors

Slug it out for real, under saltpetre skies.

With no True sense of why.

(Where only Montell Williams remembers them

And gets the sack for his patriotic showing.)

There’s something in this.

Though we have to wait to see

Where this audacious move leads.

To land a charismatic black to head the bunch

Of bankers getting bonuses & bailouts while the poor get crunched

And swindled once again.

The cynical, conspiratorially minded say…

There’s something.

While wondering what move ‘they’ are masking.

With this change, where there is

No substative change.

Though, undeniably,

a Symbolically charged motion

Since Dr. King shared his dream

in front of Eqypt’s borrowed Obelisk.

Before BO today makes history.

Being the pretty face to front the city-state of DC.

To charm away the final freedoms, maybe,

of the beautiful, hopeful, rainbow people.

2008-2012…

The term starts here.

Breathe careful.

As the tinderbox of this personality cult takes hold.

And this great man holds a great nation in his palm.

On this great day,

We wish you America,

and pray for all Earth

that it is and can be

a Happy Obama day.

And see if he is allowed to do as he say

because…

We know there’s something afoot

but what?

We will soon see.

Something.

5th November 2008