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