Breeze

A gentle breeze blows and the flag ripples

A momentary bluster makes the flag twist

Until it finally turns on itself

Wrapping itself around the flagpole

Writhing as the wind continues

And how do we become aligned 

With the mainstream of thought

How do we free our precious banner

With a consensus of desires

Will the most votes come to understand

The majority rules, if it rules

Soon enough, with the pressure of wind

The flag works its way loose, free

A perfect wave in a gentle breeze

Perhaps this will give us hope

That the nation this flag represents

Will come to compromise and free itself

As the world watches and wonders

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