Black is the colour of the ashes of empires,
Black is the night we'll always enjoy
Black is the masks we wear
With star-spangled-banners, it's death we share.
Red is the colour of the blood we shed
Red is the flag we will always bare
Red is the lips of the woman we left
When out of love and truth, we choose to dare
Red is the colour of the people's flag.
Black is the colour of freedom.
The flag, I will always bare.
Author notes
I don't know why I wrote this--it was originally going to be the chorus of a song entitled "god save the lyricist" but that didn't work out. So here, enjoy.
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Wow
Again you amaze me... I... am, as always, left speechless, a quality which most know to be unlike me. i can never say anything bad about your poems, crticize, or even find a good thing to say about them. It just... is awesome.
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