Poet Amanda Gorman reads 'The Hill We Climb'

The nation's first Youth Poet Laureate Amanda Gorman recites "The Hill We Climb."

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KylarC
KylarC:
POV: You're watching this for a school assignment.
Hunniebare
Hunniebare:
Who else got sent here by their English teacher? 🌼
Derek Handy
Derek Handy:
POV: You have to write an "short" essay about this, but you got distracted and are reading the comments instead and you realize it's not just you doing that assignment.
abbi-!
abbi-!:
I like how our english teachers have the same mind
Ebbe Klinth
Ebbe Klinth:
This speech: *exists

Teachers: it's free real estate
Samurai Gamer88
Samurai Gamer88:
Stop looking at this comment. You have an essay to write.
Emilie Cornic
Emilie Cornic:
pov: your english teacher sent you here
James Young
James Young:
I mean, this WAS a great poem, 'til the assignment came.
SmugBoi Echo
SmugBoi Echo:
POV: You just found your classmates in the comments section.
David Orton
David Orton:
I'm an English teacher, and I was sent here by...myself.
John Carlo Vergara
John Carlo Vergara:
POV: The 1.6 million viewers are all students😂
Chronicles
Chronicles:
I'm not even American and yet I was still sent here by my teacher.
Violet Morgan
Violet Morgan:
Seeing all the people here for school: 😂
That one person here for fun: .....................
professional boomer
professional boomer:
POV: You are reading the comments seeing, everybody is forced watching this bcs of their eng-teacher :)
Gage Campbell
Gage Campbell:
This was one week ago, and this is already being shown in school...
Mohamed GABY
Mohamed GABY:
"We've learned that quiet isn't always peace"
Adrian Forty
Adrian Forty:
Imagine her second grade English teacher who thought "these kids aren't going nowhere in life" must be thinking.
Imago Graphix
Imago Graphix:
"The Hill We Climb"
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 just-ice
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 a 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
And 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 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?
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 gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
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
Parker Will
Parker Will:
pov: you have to write an essay on this but are distracted by the comments
Zulaika Torres
Zulaika Torres:
How the hell did all of our teachers send us here
Soham Vankudre
Soham Vankudre:
POV: You're watching this for a school English assignment.
Colin Law
Colin Law:
POV: Ur looking through the comments for things to help u write ur essay
Spectacle
Spectacle:
POV: Looking for answers to the question your teacher asked you for your school assignment.
The Guidance you are looking for: Talk about her being a girl raised by a single mother descended by slaves who wants to be president.
WolfieDog
WolfieDog:
Lol all the comments are talking about how their english teachers sent them here
I mean my english teacher sent me here too
Simran Aulckh
Simran Aulckh:
So we all just here doing our English class response assessment to this last min?
Roblox Bby
Roblox Bby:
POV: when u realize that ur not the only 1 who got send here by ur english teacher
HT_ROCKER
HT_ROCKER:
POV: u trying to find your classmates in the comment section
Mattchuis
Mattchuis:
POV: you have to write a response on this poem.
Sumedha Budaraju
Sumedha Budaraju:
Everyone: *sent here cuz of their English teachers*

Me: *here because of my dance teacher*
V L
V L:
"If we merge mercy with might, and might with right, then love becomes our legacy, and change our children's birthright."
Sit Down And Watch
Sit Down And Watch:
pov: you have an English teacher
Molly Allen
Molly Allen:
658 dislikes? How many accounts dose trumpet have?
Don Camacho
Don Camacho:
POV: The English teacher sent us here again
Sebastian Orozco
Sebastian Orozco:
This was an incredible poem by Amanda Gorman. “being American is more than a pride we inherit it’s the past we step into and how we repair it...” very touching moment. God bless America 🇺🇸
Bob HM
Bob HM:
I have lost count of how many times I have replayed this poem. Powerful and moving indeed. Thanks, Amanda.
I4gtmyBossman08pswrd On Scratch
I4gtmyBossman08pswrd On Scratch:
" *There is always light, if only we're brave enough to see it. If only we're brave enough to be it.* "

that hit
Mandy
Mandy:
If anyone wants the entire poem:

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 just-ice
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 a 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
And 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 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?
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 gold-limbed hills of the west,
we will rise from the windswept northeast
where our forefathers first realized revolution
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states,
we will rise from the sunbaked south
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover
and every known nook of our nation and
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
Raven Kamba
Raven Kamba:
The hill we climb:

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 just-ice.
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 a 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.
And 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 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?
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 gold-limbed hills of the west.
We will rise from the windswept northeast,
where our forefathers first realized revolution.
We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the midwestern states.
We will rise from the sunbaked south.
We will rebuild, reconcile and recover.
And every known nook of our nation and
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.
Avivia
Avivia:
POV: your teacher assigned this to you.
Fred M
Fred M:
The more you replay this, the more valuable the message it carries. America can be extremely proud of her.
Queen Zey
Queen Zey:
she makes me proud to be an American, and I'm Canadian
breakout 459
breakout 459:
POV: you are in high school you have to write an essay
Peter Tran
Peter Tran:
"We braved the belly of the beasts" is the verse I like the most.
ハンナ
ハンナ:
As an artist, I genuinely wish for more artists and people like her to be in positions of power, or at least have a seat at the table. I know so many highly intelligent artists that lead from the heart and think so uniquely that they would add so much light, wisdom and fresh forward thinking to a government. Artists aren’t made the most of in our culture.
Saul Ramírez
Saul Ramírez:
Not just black excellence, just the very definition of excellence itself.
rosequeen49
rosequeen49:
I can’t stop listening to this! I think I’ll offer each of my grandchildren 100.00 to learn this my heart and recite it for me! ❤️
G A
G A:
I can’t imagine what the USA could have done over the last few years if Donnie spoke like or had such character.
TrickyDemxn
TrickyDemxn:
POV: your english teacher not only sent you here to write an essay, but also compare amanda gormans points to plato's republic
Tom Haughton
Tom Haughton:
It's a shame Maya Angelou isn't still around to see this. What an incredible young woman. Poise, dignity and eloquence...
Magistra A
Magistra A:
So many right words at the right time created and presented by the right voice and listened to by the right audience who will never forget the moment. Thank you, Amanda. I salute your gift and am in awe of the hard work and time it took to make and rehearse an instant classic of literature. Thank you, Amanda. Thank you so, so much.
Holly Mauery
Holly Mauery:
I had to watch this for Language arts and im so glad I did. I have literally watched it 6 times like im not exaggerating. it is amazingly beautiful, and it makes me feel better about the future. I love everything about it, the cadence, her voice, and the excellent message.
Nephele Torres
Nephele Torres:
POV: all these comments say something close to “POV: U have a writing Assignment about this”
Cutlass Supreme
Cutlass Supreme:
Go Head Israelite Baby: That's why your set apart: she broke down the history of this country elegantly without saying how destructive but how great it is and at the same time explained love & modern integration is possible at some point supposedly as to now vs then: Hope & initiative but the truth is this: she's very talented. Go Head Israelite Baby. He that have an Ear to Hear, Let him Hear.
m jav
m jav:
"..being American is more than a pride we inherit it's the past we step into and how we repair it..."
Christopher Hayden
Christopher Hayden:
This really brought everything together at the inauguration.
David Armstrong
David Armstrong:
Her: "Everyone shall sit under his vine and under his fig tree, And no one shall make them afraid"
No one:
Me: Hamilton!!!
Chiara S.
Chiara S.:
America once was "The City Upon the Hill", now she's perfectly right arguing America in some terms became "The Hill we (Re)climb". What a passionate speech in a depressing world..
Isaiah Key
Isaiah Key:
Such an intelligent young lady. Beautiful poem!
Sabrie Smith
Sabrie Smith:
She is literally my favorite human being and she is so pretty omggggggggg
Elizabeth Kertesz
Elizabeth Kertesz:
Trying to recite along:
“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.”🌞
Carlee Grinnell
Carlee Grinnell:
If our English teacher is going to have us read and listen to poetry, she could have at least given us a good one. Amanda Gorman is a very talented writer, I´ll give her that, I just don't agree with what she is saying and what she stands for. I really wish that teachers, except for history, would leave politics out of schools.
love &peace
love &peace:
WOW! SHE IS SO GRACEFULLY, THE MOVEMENT OF HER HANDS MATCH HER WORDS🤲.. GENTLE AND CALM WITH WORDS THAT IMPACT THE WORLD 🌎
Ciara Lynn
Ciara Lynn:
great job to amanda, an inspiration to all--even my 83 year old grandmother
kayla swoboda
kayla swoboda:
I’ve listened to this many times already, just perfect for the occasion ❤️
Sarah
Sarah:
POV: Your creative writing teacher said that watch this video because you got a quiz on this 😖🥱
bssni touir
bssni touir:
"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"
Kyle
Kyle:
She’s young, beautiful, impeccably dressed, talented and classy. This is what we needed today. This girl is a star. I can’t wait to see where she goes from here.
Cadie Cooper
Cadie Cooper:
"love becomes our legacy"
Rockin Atheist
Rockin Atheist:
The highlight of the day; a day that brought relief to millions, nay billions , of people around the world.
David Klamph
David Klamph:
From The Toronto Star newspaper: Amanda German absorbed her ancestors' profound longing for freedom, felt the pain of the violence around her & taking heart from those who traversed that path before her, found expression in her cultural tradition of the spoken word. Through it, she harness the power to touch & transform us.
Mya Dubeau And family
Mya Dubeau And family:
The Hive Mind of English teachers brought me here.
Torgie Madison
Torgie Madison:
The inauguration was refreshingly "normal", but Amanda's speech was absolutely amazing. I don't think this will be the last we hear of her!
Laurie Arnold
Laurie Arnold:
She re- lit the light of hope in American hearts.
Gary Levin
Gary Levin:
This will ring in my ears, and I hear a new message each time I listen to it.
Suze Fuller Taylor
Suze Fuller Taylor:
Incredible insight for such a young person. That poem is just beautiful and I'm sure it will be repeated for generations as she takes her place in history.
i_am_ legend
i_am_ legend:
I can’t find the words to say how astounding and beautiful she is and that poem was! Thank You Miss Amanda, let your words penetrate the hearts and minds of all mankind! That’s was hauntingly beautiful! 🙏🏽
Lukas Jacob
Lukas Jacob:
I don't know but when i first heard this i feel like she made avery lit song!
Teacher Falguni
Teacher Falguni:
This girl was amazing!!!!!! When she talks about her “bronze soul”.....wow, she stole the show!
Megan Kenworthy
Megan Kenworthy:
Maya would be proud. I dont have words for this masterpiece. Thank you Amanda for giving this gift to my 7 month old daughter who was born in 2020. She will have this to look back on. Thank you.
Kihangire Christopher
Kihangire Christopher:
I have re-watched this young girls performance not even more than all times bt endlessly, so mind speaking
Kelli K
Kelli K:
I have listened to this so many times. Constant chills and tears. Amanda, every word was so beautiful. You are a beautiful soul, and this is only the beginning. Love from Texas!!!
Ally Bailey
Ally Bailey:
Had to come back today to hear this again. Will probably be back tomrorow. And the next day. And the next day. And...
Em ma
Em ma:
im from denmark, and my english teacher send me here too lmao
fb30xhk
fb30xhk:
A couple of weeks ago I had my doubts, but Amanda Gorman’s stunning performance proves that there’s hope for America after all
Chevy Phillips
Chevy Phillips:
I listen to this while doing homework.
peter elem
peter elem:
"Democracy may be delayed but never denied". What a great poet you are!
samantha m
samantha m:
I’m crying that was so beautiful
Kirai San
Kirai San:
when your chorus teacher sent you here:
Kamala Worth
Kamala Worth:
OUTSTANDING!!!! What a brave, beautiful, bold young love she is!!!!
philodoxable
philodoxable:
Why am I sobbing but also watching this as a Canadian? 😭😭😭
Alice MJ
Alice MJ:
Since the day I heard this poem like everyone else on this site, I can not help but listening to her performing again and again. The printed version is on the wall in my study! Inspiring, hopeful and joyful!
phennec
phennec:
I was blown away by this on inauguration day.
"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"
Mary Grace Escasinas
Mary Grace Escasinas:
She delivered it with grace. Perfect nuances. That was just incredibly amazing.
Jonathan Baker
Jonathan Baker:
"Even as we grieved, we grew. Even as we hurt, we hoped. Even as we tired, we tried." I truly felt that. Powerful message.
MamaDeacon 65
MamaDeacon 65:
Absolutely Beautiful!! Exactly what we need to hear right now. Amazing what she has done with her life. She was amazing!!🥰❤️🥰
grace for no reason
grace for no reason:
we watched this at school and this made me so happy
Terry Steffen
Terry Steffen:
Beautiful and inspiring! This young woman gives us the hope we need for the future we face. I love how she uses her hands to express her thoughts.
PLUS1 G.C.
PLUS1 G.C.:
"For there is always light. If only we’re brave enough to see it. If only we’re
brave enough to be it." -Amanda Gorman
Nancy Bryant
Nancy Bryant:
I’m not even a big fan of poetry, but this won me over. Inspiring.
Judy Ann
Judy Ann:
I just love her she amazing young woman words omg beautiful