THE WHITE FLAG

I’m not giving up.

Don’t think I’m throwing in the towel

and lying down,

just because the flag I wave is white.

I’m just taking a break.

Weighing up my options,

sitting on the fence,

catching my breath.

Sometimes I need to think.

Which side am I on,

which path do I take?

Where am I going and how can I fight?

And sometimes I need to just be.

To gather my strength

and rally resources,

and give my tired brain a wee rest.

It’s not quitting, just pausing a bit.

So I’m waving a white flag,

not in surrender,

but just ‘til I find my agenda.

And then, I’ll be back in the race.

copyright Roisin Duffy