THE BLOODY OLD RAG

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THE BLOODY OLD RAG THE BLOODY OLD RAG

Poem by: Philip Roberts

Genre: War and Military

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Poem by: Philip Roberts

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Genre: War and Military

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Summary

I hate national flags, which I see as banners of hate and an excuse to murder others! This poem refers specifically to the Australia National Flag!

Summary

I hate national flags, which I see as banners of hate and an excuse to murder others! This poem refers specifically to the Australia National Flag!

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Submitted: December 01, 2012

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Submitted: December 01, 2012

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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!

THE END
© Copyright 2012, Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia


 


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