Your poem sounds nice... I'm sorry, I'm horrible at poetry, not just in composing, but in evaluating them.
What strikes me as shocking, however, is how people actually managed to attach so much emotion, and such values to a piece of fabric, one representing a nation-state, none the less! I'm sure it must have been similar with the hammer-sickle too, not to mention the swastika. People actually believed the story, woven out of lies and truth, kinda like the vertical and the horizontal strands of the fabric making up the flag. But as it is the case with all fabrics, at one point they come unraveled. Thank you for pointing this out, and helping my mind reach this imagery.
Thank you. The flag, like the poem is representative. It is a piece of fabric embodying "The American Ideal." That ideal is, like a tattered flag, unraveling.
I tried yesterday and today to comment on your own post, but I keep getting a "transaction error." Here is what I tried to say today:
Your perspective has the ring of profound truth. The pursuit of money for the sake of wealth acquisition never made anyone fulfilled. Money can be a great tool to achieve fulfillment, but not as a goal in its own right.
Great truths: