#WritcoPoemChallenge
The tricolour unfurls in all its glory,
Dancing on the free winds,


the double star
double dips in trouble
Of a blue sky



the by the creepy
people

in a tourniquet of time


ran into a good empty
emptiness
and they were all feeling fine


old glory saw smoke
from its double star betrayal


there was locusts
and darkness
blood rivers
and hail.


the story's not ended
til we see face to face


we need a white flag of surrender
for the whole hunan race