FLAGS
The rain water drenched us;
an ocean of death...
A net to catch dolphins
& sharks from shipwrecks...
The flags that were raised
were orange scraps of skin...
But we could feel nothing
though we were their kin...
We were their brothers
yet we weren't afraid...
For we held their warning
on that: their last morning...
They died not in vain
for their flags were raised.
Written By Jason Wright
FEBRUARY 24, 2006