Flags

A poem.

I want a world without flags,

little cloth reminders

of death and greed and all those

who bled out clutching a flag,

Where I was born

is an act of faith and fortune

not imbuing me with

Virtue.

If you want a flag to notice

look for the red ones

so called patriots proudly display

how they treat people

when no one’s looking their way

Is that okay?



C

Invasion Day 2026

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