Half-Mast

Old Glory’s at half-mast today.

I wonder who just passed away?

Was it a hero from some battles past?

A dead leader whose influence lasts?

Were servicemen killed overseas,

Or humanitarians died fighting a disease? 

Seems most of the time I don’t know why

The Colors only at half-mast fly.

More and more it seems to be 

The flag’s mourning some local tragedy:

A lunatic shooter with a gun or rifle

Killed innocents for some reprisal;

Or people contemplating suicides

Go out committing multiple homicides.

I think the worst is killing schoolchildren.

Will this obscene madness never end?!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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