That flag is
an optical illusion,
more or less.

That it waves at you,
that it is friendly
toward you,

that it
covers you
with great sincerity;

that it is made
of colorfast
and quick dry fabric

to cover the coffins of
its chosen heroes 
with what looks like honor 

from here. Getting closer
is frowned upon and you will never
be one of their heroes if you do.

It’s just easier
to stand back
and admire it from afar.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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