the red flag

08/20/2015

The people’s flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts’ blood dyed its every fold.

So raise the scarlet standard high.
Beneath its folds we’ll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,

We’ll keep the red flag flying here.

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