An ode to Michelle Obama

Oh long fingered woman of mine

your core had memorable scars

Walked straight, with an agility to align

color, gender, set apart with your own shine

Pristine house stood on its pillars

echoed enchantment whenever you borrowed that mike

progress reshaped with others, brutality backtracked

Ever at fore and front, never a filler

stakeholder care, a functioning calm, shifting the tide

mirroring hope to that young girl, a new playbook that had lacked

Books, besides your beau you sought

the mortality of power, you shrugged, scorned

standing proudly by his side, what a handsome dance you taught

glistening oration prominent with gravitas you adorned

well brewed, a glory reimagined

flaunting deep vibrancy and a bold glow

stride surpassing ever resistant roads

your signature brand, ever-impassioned

optimism for a volatile country, you challenged status quo

veteran, children, women, oriented to a purposeful workload

Vulnerable woman, intimate, groundbreaking

You, Michelle, slayed low and stayed high –

Checkmate!!

NaPoWriMo 2017