The giant projector in the gym showed the speech that would change our lives. The light in front of us inspired us and made us hope. We sat as a group cheering when appropriate and loving every minute of what the people were saying. The hour and a half passed quickly but we were happy the next four years would go slowly because Barack Obama was finally our president.
Their developing stories unwanted, unknown. They want to be quiet. I say loud. They disagree.
PS: the magic page that will always jump you to the latest poem is "http://www.saintannsny.org/depart/computer/poems.html"