Right arms stretched across the chest
Palms laid flat
Quivering chins held up high
Misty eyes gaze toward the sky.
Flapping, waving, edges snapping
Banners streaming, crisp and cracking
Undulating in the breeze
Inspiring millions of devotees.
Recognized, world renown
Not for monarch or bejeweled crown
Waving high above hateful prejudice
Still, millions favor amity and justice.
High above the voices singing
Like the bells of chapels ringing
Though a symbol for equality
Still, millions have yet to feel that free.