Some people are born under two flags. <br />Their parents are of two countries <br />and this is the situation of me. <br />I live under one flag, <br />but wish I lived under the other. <br />For a while, I lived under the other flag <br />and felt the world belong to me. <br />Now I live under the one flag <br />and everything seems to be taken from me. <br />Those who inspire my life <br />live under the other flag. <br />While the ones whose flag I live under <br />fail to recognise the potential within me. <br />It is a dilemma I face everyday, <br />whether to go or to stay. <br />However I am not the only one, <br />there must be many more just like me <br />who live under two flags <br />and wish they lived under the one farthest away. <br /> <br />2 May 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-flags/
