Professional Clip 11: Maya Angelou, 1993 Presidential Inauguration
Do not be wedded forever |
To fear, yoked eternally |
To brutishness. |
The horizon leans forward, |
Offering you space to place new steps of change. |
Here, on the pulse of this fine day |
You may have the courage |
To look up and out and upon me, the |
Rock, the River, the Tree, your country. |
No less to Midas than the mendicant. |
No less to you now than the mastodon then. |
Here on the pulse of this new day |
You may have the grace to look up and out |
And into your sister’s eyes, and into |
Your brother’s face, your country |
And say simply |
Very simply |
With hope |
Good morning. |