A Poem On National Glory

 During the “school” year,

The players find reason to cheer,

For their club

Has taken home another dub.

But as the calendar flips to June and July,

Happiness is not in short supply,

Because summer

Is never a bummer.

During this season,

The men and women commit the opposite of treason,

Skipping their vacation

To represent their nation.

While during the year their allegiances may align

With the billionaire who signs on the dotted line,

The Olympics bring people who want to brag

For their flag.

When the athletes wearing “USA”

Medal and erupt in cheers of “YAY,”

The fan’s reaction

Is complete satisfaction.

As the flag unfolds

While the team holds up golds,

I feel together

With others who live under the bald eagle’s feather.

Whether the athletes outrun

Or lift an entire ton,

I manage to have fun,

As for that moment,

We Americans are all one.