China walls crumble to dust
push weight upon symbol of divide
under duress as East met West
Graffiti stains once painted in red
messaging time in high scales of mind.
Lesser our thoughts
to World wars of two
salutes to the fallen
in ashes of cinder.
Ice thaws the frozen
captures released
enemy gates ripped wood and torn.
Language our tongue
raise the standard guard
twisting pole as the flag nations us all.
Half mast she flutters
in petals of crimson
and the poppy fields scatter
in rivers once running in blood..













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