What Flag for America?: A Poem
Like a bunch of spoiled and capricious kids
we raise our voices as in out of tune song
each asking for respect of our own needs
and each making our demanding strong.
On this tag of war we seem to be thriving
with a dark passion so resembling a hate
and looking more like drifting than arriving
to a good prediction of this country's fate.
With democracy turning into saddening farce
merciless dictating seems to be new norm
like everyone has fallen down from Mars
perpetuating this crazy political storm.
No one seems to listen to the reason
each firmly sticking to their affiliation
but there is no bigger act of treason
than weakening the spirit of a nation.
Election colors of red and blue
can't really belong to the same flag
with all this dividing and hateful brew
everybody is making it just a colorful rag.
Could people look for a common goal
instead of only seeing what pulls them apart
so that their flag regains its two-color proud soul
waving over some cool heads with something like heart.