It burns in the heart
Of eighth grade girls
Sparkles like diamonds
In the watery eyes of the poor

It is born, kicking and screaming
In toddlers, before they can speak
It slowly dies and sputters
Out in old age

It is the bite and growl
In the dog fight
The motionless upper lip
Of botoxed trophy wives

It is the stacked and ripped
Bicep of the body builder
The clenched back teeth
Of every smiling presidential candidate

It resides in the pits
Of the stomachs of the second place
The money in the pockets
Of realtors

It is the fight to the top
The never give in
The blood boiling revenge in
Every made-for-TV movie

It is the Red, White and Blue
Blood, pumping through
Our country