A Black Man’s Love Letter 

Dear “My Country ’Tis of Thee,”  

We are who we are, until we fall in love. Until then, let us try to get to know, learn and forgive each other. Only then, will we finally be able to get pass the distractions of a segregated democracy, indoctrinated bias ideologies, and the loss of respect due to the befuddlement of our history. Obviously, we have some trust issues regarding attrition but if we can start over this healing process of closure and the coming together as one, we can truly sow the seeds of sweetness, within this “land of liberty, of thee I sing.” In unity, in forgiveness, and most of all, in love.

 P.S. We got off to an immeasurable start, but I forgive you. Can we start over? 

– Reginald