a checkered flag
in the hand of a man
made of black
hidden in a stack
or stowed away
on a hidden rack
carried away in a bag
we are all convinced
it may never come back
while forced on my back
i see the hand of the man
holding the checkered flag
'a checkered flag' © Rob Knetsch 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem