Poem -
це не просто синій і золотий прапор, чи не так
no formal mast required
but rooftops, doors and windows
shall suffice
and though
both mountains and monuments
may not yet be high enough ..
in a world
on its knees, bruised, bleeding
and bowed ..
through smoke, dust and tears,
in the foreground
and upon the downcast eyes
of massed crowds ..
a distinctly blue and gold flag
lifted skywards ..
tho shaken, is still waving and proud ..
Its more than just a blue & gold flag though isn’t it ..
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awsome poem
You are far too kind Greg .. thank you so much my friend .. N :)
So true Neville, there are people not just a flag. It is so sad. Your words are cutting to the point as they should be in times like this. I translated the title and love what you did there x
Thank you Gwen, both truly & kindly :) x
All those young men and women wiped out...all those people...all ages on the whim of one man while the world looks on. We have not evolved. Beautifully put. x
at this precise moment in time .. I am again ashamed of my own species .. but thank you kindly all the same .. N x