There’s a tattered and bloody old rag
Which jingoists call to rejoice;
And racists and bigots all brag
For which millions have died, by free choice.
For millions the banner has killed
Some claim that they all had to die;
Re corpses whose life it has stilled
Some will tell almost any old lie.
It’s a wicked old banner of hate
That brings to the nation great shame;
Moth-riddled yet some over-rate
Pretending we should not ‘cept blame.
It’s a bloody old flag of death
That teaches us all how to hate;
Till we speak evil with every breath
All for bigotry we cannot sate.
It’s a worthless piece of the old
That keeps us from embracing the new;
And with every corpse that turns cold
We will sing for the Red, White, and Blue!
© Copyright 2012, Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
© Copyright 2016 Philip Roberts. All rights reserved.
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