The Flag.
What a beautiful Flag that waves -
O’er this nation of inequality that so strongly imprisons its citizens.
The red;
Like the blood which covers our streets,
Spilled by the violence of our police.
The white;
Like a reminder of the race which controls this country,
Denying all other people entree.
The blue.
Like a metaphor for the trust that has been shattered,
From the countless lies that have been scattered.
What a beautiful Flag that symbolizes our pain -
The land of the free and the home of the brave.
This poem is about:
My country