Yellow Saigon
August 25, 2021
Yellow Saigon
I am proud.
I am yellow like the sun in a rice paddy field
Where my ancestors held babies on their backs and kneeled
As parachutes dropped
Until the U.S. stopped
I am.
I am golden like the Vietnamese dong
Like the land where my grandmother grew up among bombs
Pho, warm and sweet
Stronger, you’ll never meet
I am.
I am proud.