Liberal Me- Congratulations OHB!

I am very happy with the results of last nights presidential election. A chance for hope and positive change is now a possibility.

Barrack Obama did a great job of energizing Americans to vote! I hope this trend will continue.

I titled this "Liberal Me" because I am liberal, I am idealist. I believe that we should treat others as we wish to be treated. I believe in diplomacy. I wish for national health care, same sex marriage, substainable living. I support Roe vs Wade. I support our troops- but not the war. I pray everyday that the US will no longer us the military to create war.

Now that the election is over, I do hope that the nation will rally behind Barrack Obama and understand that we might all need to make sacrifices to make the change we want to see in the world. My children might have a brighter future.

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don't you take it awful hard

'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines

Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I've got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.

Maya Angelou