You were in the hospital.
Someone was waving a flag
And someone was burning one.
As a kid in hospital,
You were granted innocence,
Except by your religion.
No one in the hospital
Made you prove your moral worth
Or warned what your side deserved.
The staff in the hospital
Worked together around you.
Outside, sides awaited you.
The rest of your life you craved
Having that choice of sides waived.
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