This poem is about when a Nation is at the top of it’s Best, when gifted people can leave their mark for the civilization, thereby making it into all it would never be without their wonderful contributions! Written By E.B. Wilkes.
The Golden Age
once took the stage;
It was the most flourishing period in a Nation.
America was once Golden too,
but now this once Great Nation
has fallen into disengage,
thereby faltering against the Minds of the literary
and the painters and sculptors
and great thinkers that
gave America and the world their gifts.
America is in a position to extinguish the gifts
of the talented that presently exist.
We are entering a dark period
that may linger or even likely last.
But the greatness of the talented with their gifts
will not be buried away.
The Golden Age
is and was the best of the four stages
of Humankind, but every stage is over
after the final curtain falls.
Every Golden Age
ultimately yields
first to the Silver Age of “Retirement”
then to the darkness
of eminent death.
Don’t fret
it is not over yet
because Humankind
will once again come alive,
in a different time!
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