My own experience of being an America isn't just what these poems say. Yes, people can work hard and love to, yes people can be racist and cruel, but there are so many other things, both good and bad. Being an American is both good
and bad at times, but I have never experienced anything else, so I don't know if I like being American, I have nothing to compare it to. Maybe other places are better, maybe they're not but I really don't know. The poem I, Too, Sing America can both be true and false for America, this could and could not happen, and the same goes for the poem I Hear America Singing. This is because Americans make up America, and we are not all the same, so how can America be all the same?
So the poem I Hear America Singing is a joyful one of the people who make up America. The poem I, Too, Sing America is about a black man who much leave to the other room to eat when guest arrive. These two poems are both extremely different, but both make up America in some way. I don't know if I like being American because I have never own different. I really don't know if life is better or worse beyond America.