Richard D. Preston
A thoughtful conversation with myself
About the validity of anger within my being
And it is difficult, I say, to reason with logic
‘Cause it’s hard to see through the red I’m seeing
Now my conscience is seared because of white rage
For my heart beats out impatient rhythms
I know even giants have to crawl before they walk
But damn the endless tape and the unsystematic systems
I said to myself: must I continue to toe the ground?
And must the color of my psyche be so blue?
Is it wrong to want justice served?
My reply to me: to thine own self be true.
Then my soul inquires of my prickling flesh:
I know what it is that troubles you
It’s not revenge that empowers you to do,
‘Tis in the above verses; you’re totally committed
To the Red White and Blue
And I said to myself,
You’re not as dumb as you look!
©Copyright October 7, 2001 by Richard D. Preston