at least one
red white blue starry flag
big or small
billowing from the golden flagpoles that adorn
at least every house
in this country,
proclaiming
nationalism capitalism idiocy.
at least one
red white blue starry flag
absolutely huge, large enough
that I want to take it down and wrap myself in it
just for laughs
swishing in the wind over
the construction site,
the bank,
the park,
the boats (why???)
proclaiming
'our country is so great'
and if I had the strike-through tool right now
I would use it.
because what about project 2025,
what about abortion rights,
what about people,
what about all those 'Blue Lives Matter' signs
that are popping up on every car bumper I see, seemingly,
and can someone please inform me why cops matter more
than the people who are getting murdered in their own homes,
neighborhoods, stores? please inform me how the people who flaunt the rainbow,
rich brown and black tones,
a hijab or headscarf that is theirs to wear and be proud of,
their ancestral First Nations heritage,
or even just some curse words and anti-Zayanist Emma Goldman pins
on their jackets
are less important
are deserving of death
more than the people who can LITERALLY CHANGE THEIR JOBS AT ANY TIME
and carry guns like how we would carry bouquets.
please inform me
why my vacation
in Maine
was marred,
scarred
by the red white blue starry flag
of nationalism capitalism racism idiocy colonialism
that billows from the flagpoles
and it's not even July.
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um so this poem started with a less dark intent and kind of spiraled; sorry if I've offended you. and if I have, or if you have one of those blue american flags and believe in it, please don't speak to me. I am sorry, but I will not remove this post.
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