America Beautiful, Lost Muscle

America Beautiful, Lost Muscle

She’s a blurry-eyed beauty
Believes in what she does.
She tosses a crown to
A dubious one,
Watches it unfolds wings,
Anxious to see
The strange creature
Fly amok in the world.
She shudders, bewildered, with her
Acumen buried in deep within.
Someday she may recover
Her lost muscle; she will
Rise again as
The true beauty admired by all—
Is this a tough dream to bloom?

©Byung A. Fallgren

8 thoughts on “America Beautiful, Lost Muscle

  1. Wouldn’t it be better if it was? But in fact, this is not poetically prescient but my perspective on reality. We only hope things get better, while working to improve the situation. Thanks for the comment.

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