"The Alarm Clock"

This morning was a different day for me
It wasn't the sound of an alarm clock that woke me from the covers of my bed
Instead it was the rhythm of my heart
It's sound was deep and passionate
It was the duplicate sound of freedom fighters who marched
It was the sound of a million men in D.C. chanting "change"
It was the sound of MLK
It was the sound of JFK
It was the sound of bricks crumbling in Berlin
It was the sound of millions who spoke with one voice
I didn't hear an alarm clock this morning
Instead I heard Chicago from the window of my bedroom
I could hear New Orleans from the window of my bedroom
I could hear Texas from the window of my bedroom
There was no alarm clock to wake me
And if it was, then it would drown in the sound of tears
It would be a distant background noise in the sound of celebration
Not this morning….for the alarm clock was silent, and it was change that guided me from the covers of my bed
It was change that woke me
It was change…and it didn't make me feel black, white, or a man or a woman, or a minority or majority
Instead I felt equal
It made me feel human
It made me feel as if I have the same opportunity as any person that breathes this Earth's air or walks among it's surface
I felt changed….change….I felt brand new
I felt that I had survived yesterday and the days before me
I stood...
I lived….
I live…
I welcomed myself to the first day of tomorrow
I changed..
It was change that woke me up this morning

-Cash-