I Couldn’t Do A Poem
(There was just too much inside me
when I wrote this to even consider writing a poem.
I get like this at times.)
This land is opportunity.
This country, founded on priciples, and from the sweat and blood of others who forged out a nation our ancestors would hope we would be proud of.
In the beginning the people who filled this land came from all walks of life, bringing their talent, their hopes and dreams to build upon and create something we could all be proud of—freedom.
There were wars and blood shed to have that freedom. And from that, we opened up a new world of ideals with the promise of success.
We became a country to be both respected and feared by the enemies that encroached our
Are we a perect nation? Far from it. Those before us made mistakes, just as mistakes are made today. Some of those mistakes, I would like to believe if we had a second chance at, we would change. The taking away lands and subjugating the American Indian. That in itself is a part of our history that leaves a huge black mark in our gaining freedom and equality. In order to do so, certain officials such as Andrew Jackson, saw fit to take away their equality and freedom and nearly decimate thousands of American Natives.
But over the course of decades, right or wrong, we became better in many respects. We built, created, devised houses, tall skyscrapers, better businesses, multiplied in the millions and found ways to live the american dream.
From Boston to LA, from Seattle to Miami and all points north, east, south and west, we found a way to live without being subjected to a Hitler, Mussolini, Tōjō Hideki, or a Stalin.
We still had our share of problems with people and that is to be expected as no two people are the same, but we are improving. There was a time when a Black person was a slave. Today, many hold high public offices. Others still, have their own business.
Yes, we are getting better, but more has yet to be accomplished. After all, for a country as powerful as ours, if you go by the history of other countries, we are still, in many ways, in our infancy.
But as a nation, we have endured tragedies caused by Mother Nature and come back from it. We suffered a Great Depression and came back from that. We have been hit with diseses no man or woman should ever have to endure, but we bounced back to become a little better and a lot stronger.
And now, we are faced with with a new disease, one that has no mercy on human lives, be it on our ground or around the world. But given time, patience, and understanding, we too, can defeat this purging mess.
America, the land of the free for all people near and far. America, the home of the brave, where no man or woman is afraid to face the challenges before them,
We are not perfect and perhaps never will be, but I for one see no better place to hang my hat, call it a day and be proud of where I live.
And the nice part about all this? The way you dress or speak, the language you use regardless of nationality,color, or heritage, doesn't matter. Why? Because you are in America, the only true diverse nation in the world.
And where I come from—that’s special.