You say this land is your land,

and I claim that it is mine.

We fought and we died for

years throughout time.

Both of our blood spilled for

the sake of staking claim.

And as time moved forward

things stayed the same.

We’d hold up flags that soar

through the sky.

With symbols of who we are

flailing high.

In the end of it all there is

nowhere left to stand.

Forgetting we cannot own anything

on no man’s land.

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Territory

Image: by James Deutch

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