a length of cloth
a whispering zephyr
together, the music of a country
ideals, hope, patriotism
of the people, for the people
a length of cloth
a stirring west wind
at odds with one another
love and hate, peace and war
our story
a length of cloth
a gale force wind
an echo of orders given
missions launched
boots marching left, right, left
a length of cloth
a dark tempest
through the perilous night
of wars and battles
chaos and bloodshed
a length of cloth
still winds
o’er the land of the free
and the home of the brave
silence.
heads bowed
in remembrance
*from the files of very bad poetry by bia

1 comment:
I wouldn't call this bad poetry, Bia. Lovely.
Hoping you and yours are well. <3
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