John Wayne’s “The Hyphen”:
Webster’s dictionary defines as a symbol used to divide a compound word or a single word.
So it seems to me that when a man calls himself Afro-American or Mexican-American or Italian-American or Irish-American or Jewish-American, what he’s saying is “I’m a divided American.”
Well, we all came from other places, different creeds, different races, to form a nation, to become as one. Yet look at the harm a line has done, a simple little line, and, yet, as divisive as a line can get. A crooked cross the Nazis flew, and the Russian hammer and sickle, too – time bombs in the lives of Man.
But none of these could ever fan the flames of hatred faster than the hyphen.
The Russian hammer built a wall that locks men’s hearts from freedom’s call. The crooked cross flew overhead above 20 million tragic dead, among them, men from this great nation who died for Freedom’s preservation.
A hyphen is a line that’s small. It can be a bridge or it can be a wall. A bridge can save you lots of time; a wall you always have to climb.
The road to Liberty lies true. The hyphen’s use is up to you.
Used as a bridge, it can span all the differences of Man. Being free in mind and soul should be our most important goal.
But, if you use the hyphen as a wall, you’ll make your life mean and small.
An American is a special breed whose People came to her in need. They came to her that they might find a world where they’d have peace of mind, where men are equal, and (something more), stand taller than they stood before.
So you be wise in your decision, and that little line won’t cause division. Let’s join hands with one another, for in this land, each man’s your brother. United we stand; divided we fall.
We’re Americans. That says it all.
h/t: Sad Hill News