A Choice

America is the light.

Bright.

Blinding.

Beautiful.

America is the dark.

Unequal.

Dangerous.  

Broken.

America is liberty.

Opportunity.

Freedom.

Privilege.

America is hope.

A beacon to those lost,

A salvation to those in need of saving,

A beginning for those in need of an end.

America, to me, is a path.

A crooked path,

Cobblestoned and uneven,

The end unpredictable and distant.

America to me is a choice.

A difficult choice,

A simple choice:

To be remembered,

Or to be forgotten.

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