THE COWARD

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The Coward

Born as a small town boy

Saw you on the farm

As my only toy

Between us no qualm

Your mom doing domestic

Your father cultivating corn fields

Nobody pessimistic

As every day brought its own yields

No complications

All round respect and love, utter innocence

Not understanding the coming vilifications

Dished out with absolute diligence

Schooling appear

I search for your face

Sorry - not allowed near

As apparently there is an issue about race

was  I asleep during years of bliss?

Not to notice any distinction applied

Oh where did I go amiss?

Oblivious how they lied

Division cuts like a knife through butter

Fuelled by political mutter

Delusions of grandeur

Would set to appear

Signs indicate, instructed

Rules applied by minority

In a system defuncted

Not elected by majority

Consciousness generated

Rather keep to denying

A nation segregated

To show no remorse or crying

I squirm

If you are harmed

Belittled to be lower than a worm

My soul could not be calmed

Yet I chose to ignore

Scarred for life

Time has arrived to implore

Forgiveness for all the strife

I proclaim the LORD my keep

Fellow human being abused

I stay meek

And utterly bemused

I abstain

To write my name on the wall of valor

Speaking against all prejudicial pain

For I am the Coward

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 04, 2011 ⏰

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