Wednesday, January 26, 2011

AUGUST 15

heavy wind aug morning
blowing in the dusty wind,
tired, tossing up and down,
weary national flag.


still, shines at me, eye to eye
when I stand straight,
head up and salute!
look, it's brightlight inside,
not just spineless cloth.

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