Culture

Wed, 11/21/2018 - 23:38 -- N2QM

I am culture.
I'm special.
I'm singular.
I have been represented in many ways.
Divided and changed.
But I'm always the same.
I'm united.
By my true from.
By the thruth.
My children cover the world.
Some have left me in ignorance.
But the ones that stay.
Are my army.
They are powerful,strong.
They keep me alive.
Burning bright.
They help me on my mission.
My mission bring the world together.
Under my true face.
No more wrong representcione, extremist.
United and beutiful.I will show who I true self.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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