So, I Write Poem by Randy McClave

I stand against all who are intolerant of other creeds
And also those who rebuke spiritual needs,
I am against those who think they are better than others;
Shamefully, many of them call themselves my brothers.

Many pray to God, but they don't ever really listen
They don't even care, even after they have been christen,
Many of the devout have never been where I have been
As their shoes and their social standings, I was not born in.

I have one brain, so I will always think
And I have one voice, so I must always shout to the brink,
I have my two fists that I could use to fight;
But, I have that one hand to commit, so I will write.

Randy L. McClave