Treblemaker

The fireworks are epic,
and the lights are bright at night
The pops are all around us
The colors such a sight.
As they rise above the buildings
and expand in dots of gold
yes the fireworks are awesome

I do not know what this all means –
Independence Day right now –
when redefining freedom 
was different then than now,
how mindsets have since shifted
but some brains have stayed behind,
reshaping laws, procedures,

Sitting on my bed at night
Wishing for a star.
Come wave hello for my delight,
Night owls we are.
Come take my hand and lead me through the universe at large.
Bless me with your tinkling laugh
Among the planet shards.

Imagine- many years from now
with the iphone 66 and all,
how your grand-kids will look up at you
and ask about this all.
"Ah yes, it was brutal," you would say
as they gather round your knee.

One black square on one webpage 
Another pops up too,
A third is seen if you scroll down
Soon there's twenty-two. 
One blank square,
No writting on it
Inky darkness freeze,
And yet the power in the blackout... 

I can not think as fast as you
I'm not a genius either,
I work hard to understand
and you go ten times farther.
I do the problems at my pace
and you go times faster
And I'm not doing easy stuff!