Sep 05

America the beautiful

Snap!
I jump
The flag cackles behind me
Whipping the wind into shape.
50 stars in the corner, cornered
They no longer twinkle but stand
Shoulder to shoulder.
Their gaze feels like a threat
Saying 
Don't kneel, heel
Get your fist out of the air,
Put it on your heart
The Me Too movement? Who’s she?
The stripes back them up
Red, promising this will be the last
White, hooded like our past
Together, a warning sign
No need to cross the line,
Everything is fine.
I step closer
The flag catches on the building
Rips
Like an actor caught without his mask,
It’s become something I recognize.
Still star spangled 
but tangled
These tattered remains 
Better not be here to stay.
How do we mend this hole
To become whole?
Not again, 
But for the first time.
 
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