my Sonnet to America

Thank you America for being too kind
Towards the confused,miserable me
While I was trying very hard to find
A candid place where I can myself be
Away from those things that attempt to bind
And give me a sense that I can't be free-
Corrupting my thoughts, weakening my mind!!
But now by the grace of the Almighty
Here I am as my eager eyes unblind
To see that ahead lies the great glory:
At this land of opportunity are lined
Promises treasured, which I could not see
Before I set my feet on these New soils-
As I stand now, my blood once again boils!


Siddartha Pamulaparty.
Dt: 2 Nov 2006

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