Flags Poem by James Hart

It is sad
So sad
That a flag
Yes a flag
Makes us glad
So glad
Makes me mad
So mad
Is it bad?
So bad?
Not the flag
Poor flag
But the wag
Of the finger
Yes the wag
Of the finger
The nag
Of the tongue
Yes the nag
Of the tongue
Wrong place
They say
Not altar
But narthex
But majority
Say NO
So flags
Go back

I’m glad
So glad