America

America is a melting pot of fondue,
Made by a self-taught cook.
How many types of cheese in it?
Depends on how you look.
The unique flavors are all diverse
Each with its own taste.
Just like in America you are welcome,
You’re not defined by your race.
However, the seasoning added to the pot,
Can sometimes flaw the mixture,
Like rumors in society
That create a virtual fissure. 

 

angela

WA

17 years old

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