Change

Poem By Philke Borgelt

Colours mixed in snake-like queue
sky overcast, mood subdued,
flocks of pigeons overhead
Leaving for somewhere new.

Patiently we wait to vote
Happily for some, a "first",
New flag, new song, new prospect -
Thy Will, O Lord, be done!

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