Thursday July 4th, 2024, Poem

America booming its fire out in the parks showing its gleaming flairs of sparks. Liberty streams released light shows of red, white, and blue, embarking its birthday. Though people throughout assumed thought think we don't have much in our pockets, and less accounted knowledge banked in our minds, we the people have a lot to be thankful for this nation's independence toasted fined and wined.

Fireworks launch high, upward overhead above the sky and clusters of colors bloom chains of intensity blasting military jets simulated booster rocket taken off a mile to fly. Choirs play the star spangle banner. Patriot Americans salute America's dignity with their right hand over their hearts or brow above forehead, integrity of memory honors the holiday recognized for freedom internalized.

Arrows of lightning shooting their electric atoms exploded in the firmament, describing the unwilling commitment of understanding, that God is the narrator in The United States of America and promulgating his government of man's undesired law for facilitated structure foreshadowed in undisclosed concealment. America every year becomes older, but its 4th of July marked festive rituals is each year brighter united a particular day acknowledged moral.

Independence Day 2024

~Cory Morrel