04/07/2025
My thoughts this 4th of July …..
“The Choice” – A July 4th Reflection
I wasn’t born beneath these stars,
No lullaby of freedom’s bars
Was sung to me from cradle’s side—
No stripes, no eagle, no Fourth of pride.
I came from lands where kings still reign,
Where rain is soft, and rules are plain.
From ancient stone and village square,
To tropic nights and jungle air.
I’ve walked through nations rich with lore,
From Ethiopia’s rugged floor
To Berlin’s walls, both old and new—
Each place a teacher, each path a view.
But here I stand, by choice, not fate,
Not by some birthright twist or state—
But by a fire I lit within,
To stake my claim, to now begin.
They call me “other,” jest or sneer,
“Not really American,” I hear.
And still I smile, for I well know:
A passport stamp does not bestow
The love it takes to choose this land,
To raise a hand, to understand
The flaws, the fight, the mess, the grace—
To stay, to build, to find your place.
A nation isn’t born—it’s earned.
It’s built by those who’ve truly learned
That freedom isn’t handed down,
But shaped by those who come around
Not out of luck, but deep belief
That even through its storm and grief,
This flawed, fierce dream is worth the cost—
A compass for the tempest-tossed.
So on this Fourth, I raise my glass
To those who’ve joined, not simply passed
By accident into this light—
But chose it, knowing wrong from right.
True patriot? Measure not by name,
Or birth, or flag you didn’t claim.
But by the heart that says: “I stay.”
And helps to build a freer day.