American Kintsugi
- realshepower
- Sep 25, 2019
- 1 min read
By Kelsey Pernsteiner
Miles above I watched
Like an omnipotent being
The night sky illuminating
What daylight may hide
So many have come
Hearing tales of streets paved with gold
Their American dreams weaving together
The magnificent fabric of our nation
Arriving to find our treasure, was our opportunity
A land of rags to riches, champions of underdogs
Though our pride is the chink in our armor
Hard lines and sharp words have left their cracks
But from up here I can see
Each hand reached out
Each Bootstrap pulled
Have flowed their molten gold
Forging our streets
Shimmering for the heavens they cry
"We will build the promised land."
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