New Glory

Stop asking as though you had a right to anything but the chance to keep trying. Stop complaining. Stop planning to retire and give thanks for the job. Invent some way to make life better for anyone but yourself. Tell fools the truth. Fight only to the death. Live beyond your means in love until you no longer fear love. Be yourself until you forget how, then go back to class. Turn off all the screens and look around. Keep looking and never substitute media for real life again or text for an embrace or handshake or face to face. Talk to people. Listen to them. Honor the dead. Listen to them too and tell the unborn how much you love them by preparing your world to receive them. Quit the stage with honor and bow to the applause. If there is no applause, wait for a better audience during the encore. Unlock […]

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Half Staff

I’ve just about lost count, haven’t you? Who is it this time? How many shot dead and duly recognized? I’ll tell you what it means if it means anything at all, Old Glory in decline, the lowering of all we held sacred until the banner never meant to fall itself lies useless, lifeless on the pavement. What will we do then? Will our thoughts and prayers that couldn’t keep it up avail to raise it up again? Will we who wouldn’t pull with all our might to make it fly stoop to pick it up or merely wonder why it droops so low again? I’ll tell you why. I’ll tell you what I think if it means anything at all. The white is for cowardice. The red is the blood of innocence. Blue is for wishful thinking and the stars all live in Hollywood. ♠      

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