7/04/2008

red, white, blue

part 3.



love is

red,

white,

blue


coloring

my heart

in red,

words in blue

and no white


the independence

that i gain

so much pride

of being

the voice in

this country, America


and look at

me

brown skin

wise poetic soul

i am not an

American butterfly

or a star spangle bird


i am free

the blood of goodness

and i will rise

like fireworks


this red

this white

this blue


not just the flag

in the breeze

just me

holding my pride

in my hands


and


say,

happy 4th

~

7 comments:

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

happy 4th to you, too! :)

Kai C. said...

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Kin'shar said...

Sorry I was sort of busy this 4th. How are you?

krystyna said...

Hi Kai,
wow, this poem
is soooo beautiful, soooo powerful!!!
I am really amazed at your talent.

Love & Hugs!

krystyna said...

Sorry, I'm late
last weekend there was beautiful wether
and I was far from computer.

Cynthia said...

Intelligent and beautiful poem,
as you are, Kia!

Jim said...

I am with Cynthia and Krys