Being There

As the anti­dote to dis­con­nec­tion (and since it is Black His­tory Month), I choose poetry:

Let Amer­ica be Amer­ica Again by Langston Hughes.

Let Amer­ica be Amer­ica again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pio­neer on the plain
Seek­ing a home where he him­self is free.

(Amer­ica never was Amer­ica to me.)

Let Amer­ica be the dream the dream­ers dreamed–
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings con­nive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.

(It never was Amer­ica to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Lib­erty
Is crowned with no false patri­otic wreath,
But oppor­tu­nity is real, and life is free,
Equal­ity is in the air we breathe.

(an excerpt)

Go read the rest, it is a great poem.