We are bold, fearless,
strong and brave.
It's just a myth; from us , your soul,
you need to save.
We rise up from the north, the south,
the east, and the west.
Some prefer blondes or brunettes,
but 'Hey! Redheads have zest!'
Not that we're saying we are
the best.
We're not all that bad.
It's not all that dire.
Just because we have embers like
that of a fire.
Our manes like a sunset flow with
rays of copper, auburn, and reds.
Don't be afraid...folklore and some
stories have gone to some heads.
For so long, some ridiculed, teased,
or some treated of an outcast.
We finally now say that,
'We're here to last!'  
Some say we're like a rare unicorn,
to say the least.
Rumor has it, our tempers flare up.
Can you tame the beast?
More confident with time,
as our scars quickly heal.
We too are human,
and gently do feel.  
We may come together now
in great multitudes.
Doesn't mean we are vain,
or have mean attitudes.
We have been known in history, for some
bad or good luck that rumors have spread.
We're not all witches or creatures-
don't let it go to your head!
Just because we are the
color red.
We come from all over now, and stand,
and together unite.
In harmony and peace, our
flames do shine bright.
So throughout the world we speak out
against bullying some bring.
This letter- I sign, seal, and declare... is
a mere poem called... 'It's A Ginger Thing!"