Randy McClave Poems
|724.||Throughout My Youth||3/23/2011|
|725.||Crown Of A Poet||3/23/2011|
|727.||Spirits About Us||1/13/2011|
|728.||The Day I Died||1/13/2011|
|729.||You Have Done It Before||3/24/2011|
|730.||My Time Will Come Around||3/25/2011|
|731.||Love Of A Woman||3/26/2011|
|732.||Life You Chose||3/26/2011|
|735.||Always My Bonnie Lass||4/3/2011|
|736.||Poor Little Drea||4/6/2011|
|737.||What A Man Becomes||4/6/2011|
|738.||As Known By||4/1/2011|
|744.||You, My Son||4/21/2011|
|749.||Live With Yourself||5/9/2011|
|750.||Let The Sword's Rust||5/18/2011|
|754.||Call It Destiny||6/7/2011|
|756.||More Of A Man Than Me||6/7/2011|
|757.||Made Me A Man||6/7/2011|
|758.||Valley Of Death||6/7/2011|
|759.||I Don't Care||6/7/2011|
|760.||Tired Of It All||6/7/2011|
Bring Me Flowers
Bring me flowers when I am living
Don't bring me them when I am dead,
Let me enjoy them in the giving
My mother always had said.
Let me hold them in my hands
And smell their fragrant scent,
Then I will reminisce of different lands
Before; I am heaven sent.
I will reflect back when I was young
Or, I might think back not long ago,
When I walked underneath the sun
Or, when I felt the wind as it blowed.
Bring me flowers when I am here
Please don't wait until I am gone,
So, I might reflect to a different year
And my memories will last on.
Daddy's Little Klansman
My dad and I never did toss a ball
That is what I remember most of all,
But, instead stones and bricks we did toss
And together occasionally we burnt a cross.
Many times we dressed up as though trick or treating
But, only when dad and me went to a special meeting,
There we were taught of hated of all blacks and every Jew
Then we would fight them all, until we were black and blue.
We screamed to everyone that God was on our side