W.I.S.H.

(Why I Speak Harshly or The Abomination)

When people first meet me

I often hear them say

That I am opinionated

In all I do or say

 

It's not my intention

To always force a point

For its counter-productive

And it leaves noses out of joint

 

Yet I will not be passive

And my voice will clearly shout

When ignorance and bigotry

Are running all about

 

Silence can be golden

And the true mark of the brave

But I will never hold my piece

To those who would enslave

 

Enslave me with their limits

From a long dead time

Conserving only their privilege

While pretending all is fine

 

Saying that the game's now fair

While ignoring every sign

Of inequity and injustice

Is enough to blow my mind

 

For me to sit in silence

While surrounded by this lie

Would be a betrayal of the those

Who have suffered and have died

 

You're Flags an abomination

The Bars and Stars you wave

It's the banner of the racist,

the coward, and the knave

 

It's the Antithesis of Old Glory

And no matter what you say

It carries a clear message

That doesn't go away

 

No way is it a heritage

Of which you can take pride

That's why the Klan wears hoods

While carrying it in stride

 

It's the banner of the Nazis

That you impassionedly embrace

And tell me it's not racist

While keeping a straight face

 

Or you talk about a heritage

Of a dead and unjust cause

You claim to believe in justice

And wonder why I won't pause

 

If you believe in freedom and justice

To prove it all you have to do

Is bury the Confederacy and all its symbols

And then we'll know it's true!

 

 

 

 

 

 Charles Grimmett 2001 All Rights Reserved

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