classified categorized signified
Who am I?
This is where I was born.
You think you know?
We are all….
We are all….
Every one of us, the same
must be geography
blame culture
this, a place no one wants to claim
because every one of us is the same
Right?
Does one voice speak for us all?
cultural assumptions
invisible me, an anomaly
No.
You think you know.
assume
They are that way.
simplify
Yet you with your own national pride
expect respect, are not denied
But those people, the U.S.,
they are THAT way.
Some things never change
(we both say)
Talking to the Clouds 
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind…the winds of change…
Rtk
Loving this; interesting viewpoint.
Thank you.
thanks
Well, that’s the thinking in a nutshell; we even say this about ourselves.
true
I love the pragmatism in your words; there’s a real affront, a boot lurking somewhere between the lines, a fight… Really lovely. I look forward to following you immensely 🙂
Thank you very much 🙂
You’re welcome, I thoroughly enjoyed it 🙂
May I ask if something prompted this?
Yes, you may ask, and yes, something did prompt this poem. A friend of mine from another country was angry/annoyed about something an American person had done and implied that it was to expected because of American culture, i.e. all Americans are that way (in this case, arrogant and think they can make their own rules about everything). It bothered me because I don’t consider myself that way at all.
You certainly have my sympathies, which is what I was originally going to write, but I just wanted to be sure that I had understood you. I’ve encountered this quite a bit in my life and it’s really hurt my feelings on a few occasions.