Draft of yet another independence poem
Driving down the road excitement in the pit of my stomach
watching those blue white flags waving proudly in the breeze
always higher up and larger than their No cousins
who seemed half-hearted barely fluttering ill at ease.
Yes much more positive than No lets take a chance, give it a go
they seemed to say. On the day a cock crowed the answer was nope
tears in the eye, hard to accept it, sticks in the throat
when what it came down to was fear over hope.
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