Waiting on the World to Change.
If you haven’t heard this John Mayer tune, you need to. The video, from youtube is below.
I gave the CD from which the song originated, Continuum, to my daughter, Sarah, last Christmas. I hadn’t heard it, but after listening to it with her, it was “ripped” to my iTunes directory for my listening pleasure.
Listening to the first song, Waiting for the World to Change, reminds me of words I would have used 40 years ago. Those same words also bring tears to my eyes, as I see the dreams of my children. I can’t help but see my daughter, Sarah, and feel hopeful, when I hear this verse of the song.
One day our generation
Is gonna rule the population
So we keep on waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change
As I perused my ballot, two large pages, heavy in text on both sides, I felt the significance and history of the moment. Leaving the polling place on a golden fall morning, the honor and privilege to be able to vote was on my mind.
By 7:30 on a pleasant fall evening, the television was tuned to the election returns, with the expectation of a long evening laying ahead. As I emailed my son in Pittsburgh, the computers and pollsters projected an Obama victory in his now home state of Pennsylvania. Then Candidate Obama was one step closer. A hour later, Ohio went the same way.
By 11pm, Senator McCain was calling President Elect Obama, and graciously speaking to his hard working supporters and a watching nation. Finally, around midnight, Barack Obama, the 44th President of the United States spoke to the world.
There were few dry eyes in that Grant Park crowd, these eyes are not dry even as I write this, while listening to portions of his speech on the morning news.
“Yes we can!”
Yes. We can move forward undivided. Yes, we can have hope for our future and the future of our children. We can elect a black man to the highest office in these United States.
“Yes we can!”