IN THE ALMS OF SERENDIPITY

We were, once, a serendipitous nation

Lost in arrogance

And bathed in honorable righteousness.

We bowed to no one.

But bent our knees to our God.

Yet, understanding drew us upright.

We fed, clothed, and defended an entire world.

Most were grateful.

Some barely remember us.

We reached out to many

And blessed them with opportunity.

Yet, many now spit on our outstretched hand.

We once fought within ourselves.

The wounds still fester.

The generations want their division of wealth.

We begin to repeat ourselves in destructive ways.

Disenchanted insiders cheer disruptive outsiders.

The world eagerly applauds our dilemma.

We tremble and trip over honorable righteousness.

We are lost in others’ arrogance.

We were, once, a serendipitous nation.