To The Patriots

Tattered flags flap then sag
stained stars and unraveled threads
we represent.
Wisps of wind and rain
we send
symbolize our name
as it descends in the eyes of the world.
Power monsters devour
wealth mongers hoarde
and waste...
away like the stripes that fade
from the solar rays
our people project on the monitor
throughout the days.
If only we'd communicate
paint our names the bright colors
we love to wave
let the people explain
democracy our founders sought
tell the world we're not all monsters
the conquering
the killing must stop
let our stripes be sewn tight
our stars shine bright
and peace be given to all!