Anybody

They came after me With their rants and a rage, They wanted to hang me from a tree Or lock me inside a cage. They didn't like the color of my skin Or was it my religion and belief, They never knew me from within They wanted to give me only grief. I never caused them any hurt All that I wanted was to live in peace, They then drug me through the dirt I screamed and begged for the police. At me they began to curse I told them that I did no man no wrong, More hate towards me they did disperse I pleaded why can't we just get along. They mocked me for my clothes And they mocked me for the way that I walked, They hated the mate that I chose And they ridiculed me for the way that I talked. They then drug me to an oak I then again prayed and cried, Then I began to cough and choke And then there I died. Randy L. McClave