Where Is the Red Flag?

The children are failing
Crying
Broken
Screaming
Why is there no one to see?
Powder stolen
Knives stained
Ropes tied
All to get away from the reality
Do you still hide the first few?
Right behind the curtain?
Giving them away?
While measuring others,
To the same old stick?
You are forcing us into your ways
Bias
With only one shape and size
One way is right
All others are wrong
Tell me
Who is the enemy?
The children?
No.
So where is the red flag?
How many have to die?
How many have to fail?
How many have to hate themselves,
When its not their fault?
Will we have to wait,
Until you’ve had your fun?
Killing off MY generation?
I’ve come to the conclusion,
That we were never given,
A flag at all