With banners flying

The trumpets are blaring again,
A call to arms.
Come stand by me they say,
Banners unfurl.
Blood tied through history,
Holds us close.
Money causes misery,
What matters most?
Where’s the strength in silence?
Should we turn away?
Is this entertainment,
When death’s the price that’s paid?
“These colours don’t run”
Like blood does through sand.
Can loyalty be purchased,
Like a football fan band?
The trumpets are calling,
The banners unfurled.
When slavery builds sports fields,
We’ve truly fucked the world.
To stand or not to stand:
And with whom?
To dress in the flag of your own:
Or sit silently alone?

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