The Rebel Flag Flies Alone
Driving from Florida to Atlanta,
snapped an image with my phone.
Crossing the Georgia state line,
I saw the rebel flag flying alone.
Had seen this flag before.
Used to fly with two others.
Georgia and Tennessee,
were its pole flying brothers.
Don't see these flags much longer.
Some people yelling loudly.
We should no longer be sighting they say,
a rebel flag flying proudly.
Represented the Confederate.
Was a southern unifier.
Things got all twisted up,
became a country wide divider.
Must be from the south to get it.
Must be from the south to understand.
Don't focus on the present,
but where the downfall began.
Nascar had it in their ads.
Slick Willy honoring it was heard.
It flew proudly then.
no one said a word.
Bo Duke had it on his roof.
Removing it would have been absurd.
The battle flag of Northern Virginia.
No one said a word.
The flag represents evil.
Anyone flying it, a racist.
It recalls venom and hatred.
Is the mantra of today's new leftist.
A quiet morning in Charleston.
He killed while they prayed.
A more vile human could not exist.
Most basic social contract betrayed.
Would he have done it,
if the flag was not on the wall?
I have no doubt he would've,
Wouldn't have made any difference at all.
The flag still flies on the pole.
I still have the image on my phone.
State flags were taken down,
leaving the rebel flag to fly alone.
Copyright © Robert Morris | Year Posted 2019
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