Stand

My face is naked unlike yours
Eyes wide, seeing the world as it is
Whilst you hide behind plastic
A synthetic soldier
Watching from shadows
Drawn by others

The colour of me is life
Lines of living drawn on my canvas
Whilst you, painted black
Show nothing except
Your yellow stripes
Beneath which you cower

Will you not
Step out from your shell
Add your voice to ours
Stand and be counted
Or do you prefer
To just obey orders