Yellow Flag : A Poem by Ben Onyekelu Olisa


Take you the fearless rope
A stoic act of cowardice
Take you the shinny Dirk
A beautiful act of injudiciousness
Take you the voyage shortening Belladonna
A promenade on a slippery tile

Before you take the demure hut
What about the jar of nine months?
The dark room cries of a jar
What about the lovely voices around?
The merriment days that might have waned as
What about tomorrow?
The Joy that comes with the morning yellow sun

They said you searched for the yellow flag
You never would find it
Because the Flag is you
You're the Yellow Flag

(Ben onyekelu olisa- a heavy pen series)

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