We The People

it is not

thoroughly true

that all things

the emperor touches

turn to crap

but most do

like four to one

or the constitution

but after the drought

the blistering heat

the razing blazes

the truthless scorch

we hold

root to root

the life

to sprout again

brown

eternal

grasses

greening

rising

reclaiming

the fruited plains

after the wildfires

our sister lightning sparks