America, , .. <br />oh wild lady, , .. <br />called America, , , , <br />I, me are two halves.. <br />one half.. <br />does look at the glowing stars, , <br />and does smile, , <br />the other half.. <br />does look at the burning stars, , <br />and does cry, , <br />and for something? ? , , .. <br />the two halves assemble.. <br />the two halves separate.. <br />the smiling half, , .. <br />sleeps at your legs, , <br />to be knowing.. <br />of what your head thinks about.. <br />and the crying half, , .. <br />stands at your head, , <br />to have knowledge.. <br />of what your legs go around.. <br />and for something again, , <br />for 2thousands and 12years..2012.? .? <br />the two halves assemble.. <br />and the two halves separate.. <br />to assemble again, , .. <br />to say, ., .and to state, , .. <br />o states, , .. <br />united states, , .. <br />you are still, , , . <br />the country of dreams, ...<br /><br />ahmed khaled<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/america-the-country-of-dreams/
