[Kzyxtalk] When Trump Won

[John Sakowicz]

WHEN TRUMP WON 
In the night atlas of faraway places, 
I wanted to be just a simple star. 
Just a simple star. 
I wanted to be a simple star 
among 100 billion stars 
in the Milky Way 
high above Pikes Peak. 
Was that too much to ask? 
Standing there at 14,114 feet 
at the Summit House 
on Pikes Peak at sunset, 
I had come to smoke a joint 
and to illegally camp for the night. 
But I changed my mind. 
I changed my mind after hiking 
the 19 steep miles 
up the Pikes Peak Highway. 
In desolate parking lots, 
in parked cars, 
and at roadside picnic tables, 
people wept. 
At the Pikes Peak tollgate, 
they wept. 
At Crystal Creek Reservoir, 
they wept. 
They wept at Glen Cove. 
They wept at the picnic grounds 
near Crowe Gulch. 
Up I hiked, listening to the people weep. 
At the Elk Park pullout. 
At edge of the Bottomless Pit. 
At edge of the Abyss of Desolation. 
They wept at the observation deck 
of Pike Peak's Summit House. 
The people especially wept. 
at the America the Beautiful monument. 
They laid their heads against the granite 
and called out 
to Katharine Lee Bates. 
"O beautiful for patriot dream 
That sees beyond the years 
Thine alabaster cities gleam 
Undimmed by human tears! 
America! America! 
God shed His grace on thee 
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
>From sea to shining sea!" 
"Undimmed by tears?" they asked. 
"We are extinguished by our tears." 
No words can describe it. 
Sorrowful wails issued 
from darkened apartments below 
in cities all across the United States 
...all the way here 
to the top of Pikes Peak. 
The weeping went on and on, 
and it did not stop.. 
The whole country was weeping. 
Why? 
Because America had died. 
The Republic had died. 
Sorrow was everywhere. 
There was nothing to be done. 
There was nothing to be done, 
except one thing -- 
to work on our crash landings. 
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