My America

Let me tell you about my America

The land that I have always loved

It is not a land of a particular political party

Or a certain belief system

It is a cultural melting pot of the world

 

It is a place of hope & promise

The land of dreams

Dreams for all

Where anyone is welcome

And the only ceiling is that of your ambition

 

It is the land of the New Colossus

The land of liberty

The home of “Give me your tired, your poor

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

 

That is my America

It is a good place

maybe the best place

 

In these crazy times

of arguments over solutions

Where hate is trying to overtake love

Maybe we should all take a look

At our own personal America

& hope that it is more than some political party & their ever changing ideology

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