America Is

[PuristLove]

America is
A dream that we once had
In which we were allowed to
Believe in more than one idea
America is
A place that twisted briefly
In the Aether
Where men of different philosophies
Could sit around barrels of beer and discuss
Religion and politics without coming to blows
America is
A fantasy we shared
When it was thought that mankind
Could evolve beyond our primal fears
And look liberty in the eye without lashing out
America is
Something I tried to grasp
And in my hands it
Was so slippery
I'm still holding
And I don't want to let go