America

America.
You were a dream
for those
who wanted a better world.
 
America.
You were a place
for those
who sought a fortune.
 
America.
You were a beacon
for the rich and poor,
are now home
to the priest and the killer.


America.
You who are
so full of beauty,
and so mighty of power.


Forget not
the ancient cultures
from where you came.
 
Value the past
that has born the present.
 
Heed the ancient
for they will show you the future.

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