Birth and Death

Synthetic fabrics make a sound
Flapping in the wind
A flag which once made hearts so proud
Can call to mind some other things.

We were told so many things
From the cradle where we grew
But many of those things are dead
And some of us now too.

You light the flag you fly at night
And never let it hit the ground
And when it does there is a task
So let our hearts be found.

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