Call me a foreigner,
I have no voice
My culture means nothing
Differences obscure and make no sense at all.
Call me a brother, a sister
my voice you hear
my culture embraced
differences sets us apart, but we still love one and another.
Call me a comrade
hear my voice
my culture not in the forefront
differences ensures solutions, variety- the spice of life.
Call me a friend
my voice echoes yours
my culture not a problem
differences builds bridges, common grounds cements foundations.
Call me a foreigner
I would like to be heard
My culture embraced -not singled out
differences make me, yet my core is no different than yours.
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