Purpose
The heart of the flag is the
Stars.
White stars on the field of blue.
A heart can’t survive without the mind.
The mind of the flag is the
Stripes.
Red and White are the stripes.
With a heart and mind the flag gain purpose.
Purpose,
It defines,
Who we are,
What we are to do,
Where we go,
And the freedom to choose.
So, Choose…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I get it....but at the same time I don't get it. I'm not sure if I understand the metaphor behind it, yet the poem still draws me in. Care to explain?