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The Flag Will Wave
“I pledge allegiance…” I watch from the corner of the classroom as young students stand from their seats and place their hands on their hearts, uttering words far too complex to understand. But I let them learn.
“To the flag…” I observe from the wall as middle school students chant blindly in a monotonic chorus to the words whose meaning is lost. But I let them grow.
“Of the United States of America…” I hang from my perch and listen to the shoddy mumbles of high school students depressed with stress who find these words uncool. But I let them thrive.
“And to the republic…” I hide away from politicians who bicker under me and forget the words that give them purpose. But I let them debate.
“For which it stands…” I rise from the streets and bear pride for the pledge whose words fall deafly to the scurrying Americans below, ignoring the reason I wave. But I let them become.
“One nation under God…” I tremble as I hear brash words spat from American to American, fighting over whose opinion is right, losing sight of their pledge. But I let them believe.
“Indivisible…” I cower as I see the unity shatter below, the thought of the pledge as a scrap of garbage in their self-righteous waste. But I let them choose.
“With liberty and justice for all.” I am but forgotten, the chaos enveloping below me on the ground I dare not touch. The people I wave for, the people I give to, all but undeserving and ignorant below my stars and stripes. But I will always wave.
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