The eyes of men behold
A torn and bloodied flag
They lied unto themselves
That it was more than just a rag.
You satisfy its thirst for blood
Not theirs per say, but yours
And gladly will you die
In endless, senseless wars.
Unfurl that hated symbol
Of the oppressed and of the dead
Pledge allegiance to your slavery
Upon your blood, that flag is fed.
Salute the stars and stripes
But know what it is you do.
Those stars are bombs and drones
And the stripes are a slave’s tattoo.
Its tattered tales of glory
Are shredded by the truth
And as its seams are ripped apart
You feed to it, your youth.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland
Keep feeding a symbol that stands for stolen lands and lashed backs and for the spilled blood of all the other innocent human…
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