Bloodred

The stars on their flag are yellow
Yellow like their skin
Yellow
Like my skin
The stars on our flag are yellow
Red
Our flag is red
Red like the clothes we wear
Red like the lanterns we hang
The firecrackers we light
With the matches
We ignite
The fires in their homes
The fires in my home
Crack
The firecrackers sparkle
Crack
A head hits the floor
Bang
The firecrackers echo through the courtyard
Bang
The bullets whiz through the plaza
Bang
The speakers shake the classroom floor
Click
The light comes on
The stares won’t fade
My lunch smells like their contempt that day
Our skin is all yellow like the stars in our sky
But my red is the blood on their blades
Not the blood of their veins
They are not my people