Journey

She is a beautiful girl
As she walks through the Valley of Trust
With her parents
At eleven

She becomes more graceful
As she sprints through the Grasslands of Independence
Without her parents due to a dispute
At twelve

She hunches her back
As she swims through the River of Sadness, fighting the current
Half of her trying to get back to shore, the other half surrendering
At thirteen

She is crumpled
As she floats into the Sea of Depression
Not even trying to get away
All alone
At fourteen

She is stronger than one thinks
As she gets into the Jungle of Uncertainty
Announcing her presence, willing to fight for what is right
At fifteen

She is scarred but stands tall
As she climbs the Mountain of Bravery
She is Alone but Doesn’t Care
At sixteen

Her name is America
And this is her journey

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Anil Deo

Date: 6/1/2020 4:00:00 AM

Alexa, the second lines in each of your stanzas are brilliant. The surprise is that it speaks of a great Nation ... to whom much is granted, much is expected by the world (and Jesus?). I was thinking ... if it was a girl, she had a lifetime of knocks before 16, LOL!