Not Yellow - Poem by Randy McClave
My flag’s color is red, white and blue
Which stands for the brave and the true,
Where men and women have fought for our liberty
And for our freedom they died, for our great country.
But, now I see men and women who are so afraid
They hide behind every locked door and every window shade,
They are afraid and worried to venture by going outside
But, if they dare to go, they are always prepared to run and hide.
Everyone that they see or meet they perceive them as a threat
Not having enough guns, is there greatest fear and regret,
Danger they will always find around every street corner
Terrorists they will see in every refugee and every foreigner.
I am from the country of the proud and the brave
Where freedom is for everyone all you do is crave,
Where justice and opportunity stands in line and is in attendance
To support every person’s fight for their freedom and independence.
Some people live their life of that of a shameless coward
From fear, their bravery and honor has been devoured,
Refugees I am not terrified of, and to other Americans I will bellow
My flag is red, white and blue, and not colored yellow.
Randy L. McClave
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