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“The Hill We Climb” by Amanda Gorman 2021 Inauguration Poem

Yesterday I witnessed history. I am not a political person, I do not wholeheartedly stand for Biden nor did I for Trump. In fact I did not vote for either. And honestly, Just like I did during the Trump administration, I will see where this goes. I do not agree with everything Trump did and I will more than likely have the same stance with Biden… I will simply adapt to the best of my ability.

Enough about those two. The real reason for this post is to give praise to the talented Amanda Gorman. Yesterday, like so many others, I watched the inauguration. I’m pretty sure it was the first one that I’ve ever watched from start to finish.

As proud as I am to see the first woman enter the roll of Vise President, I was completely blown away by Amanda Gorman’s poem. All that we have been through this past year with the pandemic, the lockdowns, the riots, businesses closing their doors … all of the anger, tension and frustrations that have been brewing … all of the uncertainty has been weighing heavily on me.

I found Miss Gorman’s poem to be inspiring and uplifting. So much so that after the live inauguration I replayed her reading again, twice. All three times I felt a flood of joy and peace-of-mind… I have not felt this much hope and inspiration for a long time. I am so truly thankful to have that moment in these crazy times.

Words, they maybe just strings of letters on paper or a screen but when pieced together and presented with such conviction that it is felt throughout a person’s mind and body, that is when it becomes art!

Thank you so much Miss Gorman for your beautiful words.

The full poem is below.

Artist: Kimothy Joy

The Hill We Climb

by Amanda Gorman

When day comes, we ask ourselves where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry, a sea we must wade.
We’ve braved the belly of the beast.
We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace,
and the norms and notions of what “just” is isn’t always justice.
And yet, the dawn is ours before we knew it.


Somehow we do it.
Somehow we’ve weathered and witnessed a nation that isn’t broken,
but simply unfinished.

We, the successors of a country and a time where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president, only to find herself reciting for one.

And yes, we are far from polished, far from pristine,
but that doesn’t mean we are striving to form a union that is perfect.
We are striving to forge our union with purpose.
To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters, and conditions of man.


And so we lift our gazes not to what stands between us, but what stands before us.
We close the divide because we know, to put our future first, we must first put our differences aside.

We lay down our arms so we can reach out our arms to one another.
We seek harm to none and harmony for all.
Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true:
That even as we grieved, we grew.
That even as we hurt, we hoped.
That even as we tired, we tried.
That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious.
Not because we will never again know defeat, but because we will never again sow division.

Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree and no one shall make them afraid.
If we’re to live up to our own time, then victory won’t lie in the blade, but in all the bridges we’ve made.

That is the promise to glade, the hill we climb, if only we dare.
It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit.
It’s the past we step into and how we repair it.
We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation rather than share it.
Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy.
This effort very nearly succeeded.
But while democracy can be periodically delayed,
it can never be permanently defeated.
In this truth, in this faith, we trust,
for while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us.
This is the era of just redemption.
We feared it at its inception.
We did not feel prepared to be the heirs of such a terrifying hour,
but within it, we found the power to author a new chapter, to offer hope and laughter to ourselves.

So while once we asked, ‘How could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?’ now we assert, ‘How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?’


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We will not march back to what was, but move to what shall be:
A country that is bruised but whole, benevolent but bold, fierce and free.
We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation because we know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation.
Our blunders become their burdens.
But one thing is certain:
If we merge mercy with might, and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change, our children’s birthright.

So let us leave behind a country better than the one we were left.
With every breath from my bronze-pounded chest, we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one.
We will rise from the golden hills of the west.
We will rise from the wind-swept north-east where our forefathers first realized revolution.
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states.
We will rise from the sun-baked south.
We will rebuild, reconcile, and recover.
In every known nook of our nation, in every corner called our country,
our people, diverse and beautiful, will emerge, battered and beautiful.
When day comes, we step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid.

The new dawn blooms as we free it.
For there is always light,
if only we’re brave enough to see it.
If only we’re brave enough to be it.


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