The Flag Man

The FlagMan Is one
Who says little at all,
Until the time comes
To record a fall.
The days are long
But time is short lived,
For his moment of reign
Is just over the bridge.
He stands and absorbs
All the information,
Until the Powers That Be
Send their notification.
Some will weave
And some may wonder,
But none will leave
without a ponder...
So The time has come
To unravel the web,
And piece by small piece
It all falls to shreds.
The Powers That Be
Will ask for a stand,
So the flagMan reigns
And raises his hand.
Published
December 6, 2022
Author
Andrew Mee
Category
Poetry
Thoughts & poetry

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So if there is someone to reach out to, then do it now....

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I cherish every moment of it with every one person that I can.....
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Be Christ's Mass....
Gift yourself....
This is everything....
A sleep time now until I wake to share my gift....
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