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American Raised, Liberian Born

American raised, Liberian born,
A fusion of cultures, beautifully adorned,
In the heart of two worlds, I find my place,
A diversity of identities, woven with grace.
From the shores of Liberia, my ancestral land,
Where the roots of my heritage firmly stand,
A land of resilience, where history runs deep,
I carry its spirit, in every step I keep.
The rhythm of drums, echoes in my soul,
The warmth of community, making me whole,
Liberia’s strength, a flame that burns bright,
Guiding me forward, with unwavering light.
But in America’s embrace, I’ve come to grow,
A land of opportunity, where dreams can flow,
From the melting pot of cultures, I derive,
A sense of belonging, where passions thrive.
American raised, Liberian born,
A bridge between worlds, not torn,
I navigate the spaces, where cultures blend,
Embracing the diversity, as a cherished friend.
In the clash of languages, a symphony is found,
Seereece and Liberian dialects, harmoniously bound,
I speak with pride, the words of both lands,
A testament to the ties, that forever withstand.
American raised, Liberian born,
A story of heritage, beautifully adorned,
I carry the strength of Liberia’s past,
Blending it with America’s dreams, steadfast.
In this fusion of identities, I find my voice,
A celebration of heritage, a reason to rejoice,
For I am a product of two worlds, intertwined,
American raised, Liberian born, forever defined.