AMERICA by Vickey Stamps

AMERICA
By Vickey Stamps

In America there’s the Irish, Italians and the Swede.
There’s Japanese and Mexicans unique in the life they lead.
There are African Americans, the Polish and the Swiss.
All are part and parcel of the Immigration Dish
See the English and the French who fought an awful war.
Now sons and daughters all unite on this far and distant shore.
The Jewish folks survived a Holocaust. The Germans fled their land.
Laotians and the Chinese touched upon our Golden Sand.
The ongoing list is lengthy for whom life was ‘bitter gall’
But I can sense their courage as they left behind their all.
They faced so many trials in an unknown future plan.
They sought to overcome the past in this freedom loving land.
African Americans against their will came from across the sea,
And Native Americans were here, they say, before both you and me.
Our ‘Melting Pot’ is heavy but large enough to hold each man.
It simmers, slowly cooking to blend the common man.
But Freedom is not freedom if it seeks to mold each one,
So that they are identical when all is said and done.
Though our land is overflowing by those from here and there,
There is concern for those with less. Oh, can one cease to care?
There’s Petowski from Missouri, Charlie Young from Tennessee,
Walking Bear in Arizona and in California ... me.
God Bless America my friend and do I need say more?
May it maintain its worthiness from sea to sandy shore.