A flag
Star spangled banner,
For it, we go down there.
For a country corrupted by greed,
The fire we are only feed.
Jets fly over head dropping bombs and leaving,
Clouds moving over head as the heavens start grieving.
Men in colors carrying weapons of death,
In their wake , only a charred path is left.
Inside themselves they hide,
Believing into their lies.
Believing that they are doing good,
But only the wrong stood.
Smoke billows into the air,
They call this fair?
No, they didn’t care,
Only the devil we call our leader laughed and stared.
Souls stained with blood,
Marching in blackened mud.
Fighting for A Flag they trust,
The only flag they loved…
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Poems By Tish Kitty
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