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Poem in Celebration of the Inaugural of Muriel Bowser As Mayor of Washington, DC

Be Brave, Lady!

 

The City sits in your hands,

nibbles at your feet,

smiles, cries in words of joy

smothering vagrant miseries.

 

Lights, evenings, dusk and all the phantoms

that challenge humility and the seats

of power defy the dreams

of magicians, and weary owners

who rent their smiles through

the grace of a woman

of peace that holds the muscle of wisdom.

 

There will be tears as well as smiles,

but when they come, kiss them

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