I am not a Maga,
There are of course many reasons
More than there are seasons,
This is my saga.
My family or myself are not a racist,
We are all the same in God's eyes
And he always sees and hears the cries,
Of those with darker faces.
I donate to charities and give tithes to church,
But, I don't donate to a billionaire
If the rich needs help I'll send them a prayer,
I have done my spiritual research.
Maga believe'd our country was once great,
And sadly they say it is no more
So, they want to revolt or have a war,
To change our countries fate.
They say immigrants is the countries falling,
I wonder if in their mind it ever bothers
Immigrants were the founding fathers,
I wonder if they see or think of them as appalling.
I believe in history,
If we don't know it and learn it
We then without a doubt will repeat it,
We can't keep or make our past a mystery.
Maga wants a dictator as our president,
They want to praise and worship only him
Unto their new God they will sing a hymn,
They want the White House to be his family's forever resident.
I am not and will never be a Maga,
One of them I can never or will never be
As my father and forefathers watches me,
I am not a Maga,
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem