Our star is black in the midst of gold,
the first black star on the coast of gold,
dreams of his father, blood of our forefathers.
The audacity of hope on our stable grounds,
a reflection of history and of good things to come,
Obama, ye ma wo akwaaba, to Ghana, our happy home.
A man whose words ignite inspiration like light
and whose voice sweep the masses in the direction of light,
of right, and of a better life.
Bearer of the African Spirit in American Soil,
a combination of strength and power,
an equation to wonder, God's chosen in a timely season.
Uplifted on the brink of chaos,
us, he visits, close to the brink of confusion,
a calmness about him, a calmness he brought,
a calmness he brings.
Nothing is lost, and yet
nothing lasts forever, but
nothing will always be something
- The Audacity of Hope -
Barack Obama is come to Africa... The Gateway!
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