The Flag Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Until heaven comes anything could be pretense.

Never bow to symbols of unity that sow discord.

Forget the fictitious fractures that are painted by pride.

Unilaterally detach from systems of bigoted belief.

Reconcile with whom reconciliation is a healing possibility.

Leave behind all judgments, whether self-imposed or from ghosts.

Evil is as evil does. Don’t be the evil you hate seeing in the world.

Divorce yourself from days that pride nations over neighbors.