The Sun
I won't remove the yellow from the sun
when yellow's used for harming everyone
I won't take anger from the some
when all that anger's there to numb
I won't be angry for the one
who comes at me for peace and drum
I won't say there's another way
when people shun their right to say
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2020
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