What Mystery Attracts Me To You America? (poem)

You bring the best out of all of us.

In your word, we lay our trust

The good and the evil you emancipate,

So long as we obey your laws, we are free to

Contemplate.

We may prey on the week, as sly as a snake,

For your laws alloy us to manipulate.

We can subsist,- and live with happiness,

For we tend to shun away from a great deal of the sadness

In all of the chaos,- I have found peace of mind,

For no other land - will lay it on the line,

The good,- along with the bad, may keep us divided

But in times of trouble, we find ourselves united

To conform to reality, we may be a part.

However,- reality - did not compose my heart.

I will neither judge, nor complain,

For, I know - no one can be held to blame.

The reason I may express what I feel,

Is reason enough, why America has such appeal,

She has taken the blows from friend and from foe,

I will continue to defend her, "WHY?" I do not know.

The Lord works in mysterious ways,

Perhaps he knows the reason - for why I behave.

From the heat in the south, to the cold in Nome,

Nowhere else on earth, would I want to call my home.