A Deployable.
As I look into the future the bright lights blind me.
As I travel life's hi way seems there is so much control of me.
I can not be who I am and believe in what I want to believe.
If I speak out as to what my God has given me, then I'm a deployable.
I'll be that deployable and when my God comes. We'll surely see who the deplorables will be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem