America Day

I look out my chamber room door
and watch the tiny flames
dancing in the air above the street.
I am hopeful.
Not for the lights.
But for the strength of the people in this country.
Although justice has regained its sight,
and the river is in flames,
we will remain one.
Though gold is becoming lead,
and the violins have reached their fortissimo,
nothing can defeat the spirit of the patriotic people.
The U.S. of America.
The us of America.