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Jul 2018
I am a proud American.
But they say that pride goes before a fall.
I told them every year fall comes around.
So the American summer must be all pride.
Because summer is before pride.
And in summer we celebrate Independence Day.
Too bad we don’t celebrate Independence Eve.
The last day that we were not free.

Imagine if the time came to sign the Declaration of Independence.
And there was nothing to sign it with.
Panic all around.
White wigs falling as they scramble to find writing utensils.
So we can see gray hair and no hair.
Someone crying out, How will Britain know we are independent
If we do not sign this Declaration.
Then it is just a paper full of grievances and complaints!
It would sound like whining!

Someone yelling out, β€œThe ink is made from geese.
We must prepare a fattened geese
And extract the ink from it.
Hurry, hurry!
Another voice screamed, You fool!
The pen is made from geese
Not the ink!

In comes John Hancock.
With the writing implement.
He came in saying, No need to torment geese
They will be our dinner in time.
I will sign first.
Then he started to sign.
And his signature took up half the document.
And said with pride, I wrote it so that George III can read.
Without having to use glasses.
But how would George III read it
If the Declaration of Independence stayed in America?
The others sign.
And now I can say I am a proud American.
Because there is an America to be proud of.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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