Tell me why
What's left when the bunting is down
Tell me why
By Rosemary D Hunter
After the parade challenge, but available to all and to all a good day, night or whenever you are reading.
Tell me why:
When it's up and green your kind because it is all about the mind
Tell me why:
when it is down, to your unkindness you're blind!
Tell me why:
When it's up and rainbow you love them all.
Tell me why:
when it is down, they are not normal, you don't agree at all!
Tell me why:
When it's up and multi-colored they are your brother or sister.
Tell me why:
when it is down, if she's different from you, you'll cross the street to avoid her!
Tell me why:
When it's up and pink you check.
Tell me why:
When it is down, you're too busy, what the heck?
Tell me why:
When the bunting is up we are at are best.
Tell me why:
When it comes down, we are no better than the rest.
Tell me why:
There are no green flags when I say "not today"
Tell me why:
I daren't say a word or it will affect my pay!
Tell me why:
This world doesn't know how to be kind.
Tell me why:
People like me will always be a prisoner of our mind.
About the Creator
Rosemary D Hunter
Call me Rose, it's shorter and easier, also you can't offend me, I have been called worse! I love my cats, my child and my husband to be. I like horror, but can't write it and I do comedy mainly when I am anxious, so quite a lot of the time
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