Red, White, and Blue

Poetry by Jose Perez Elswick

Look at me,

you see brown

Not my name

Not my face

Not the accomplishments I’ve created

I was born here

Raised here

Yet somehow

I am still called an invader

I am brown

And that is enough

To make me a target

Learned Justice and Liberty for all

Before I knew what deportation meant

Isn’t that ironic?

I learned the national anthem

Before I learned the color of my skin

Could make someone question

Whether I belonged

All I need for you to deport me

Is to speak the language I have known since birth

You threaten me with a country

I do not know,

a place whose streets

do not remember my footsteps.

Whose soil

Has never felt like home

You scream deportation like it’s a destination

But where do you deport someone

Who has never known another home?

Because all I have ever known

is here.

The streets I grew up on

The language I learned

Anthem, I sang

The flag I was taught to honor.

All I have ever known is

Red

White

& Blue