To Be Free

TO BE FREE flag flaps like a fresh sheet on a chilly Winter day red and white stripes like the sound of sails all fifty stars stay in place like battleships this grand old flag threaded with meaning sold as a freedom wannabe those stripes on frightened backs the same stars both could see for some resided level with their heads others had stars in their eyes like malignant scars the flag continued its lengthy voyage one day it had a dream striped red lips almost smiled at the thought we each look up at the stars and stripes patriotic flight we balance on its wings the wings of an eagle the American dream to be free 7/11/2017 free verse