The red flag of old days

Courtesy @ Walter Parada

The red flag,

drooped down,

The shoulders of Atlas,

Failed to hold,

Caracas of the Old Red Man,

Communism, saw,

Its fate,

turning into stone,

As a white clad Woman,

ushered the age of Green.

This poem depicts the political change that took place in the state of West Bengal; there is not need to draw out bias thoughts from the above lines, for the poet is a witness, and practices a apolitical viewpoint.

The poem participates in One -Shot Poetry Picture Prompt Challenge.