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