At six, I stood
by the big American flag
and pledged allegiance,
empty words of a child.
Friday night, I stood
by the blaring TV
and pledged again,
weighted words of an adult,
to honor my country and those who protect her.


10 thoughts on “Flagged

  1. I like how you established the chasm between reciting words as a child and reciting them when you know what they mean. I’m wondering: did the bombings in France make you change your ideas about the US or did they remind and reaffirm things for you?

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