Are you sick of yellow,

and sick of red?

as politicians make their bed,

all the lies, two color factions,

money paid, and then reactions,

that buzzing sound that's in your head,

is screaming victims, one more dead,

useless rhetoric, who is best?

both pay you money, to protest,

is it time for something new?

not red, not yellow, try baby blue,

for baby blue is like the Queen,

she never was, vindictive - mean,

Thailand is, freedom for you,

not yellow, not red,

try baby blue..

should you care, just a bit, add to this poem, as you see fit,

or just comment, with cutting wit..

the light comes on, the candle lit.

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good one! thanks