Poem - Revolution Take Your Soul

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My posting for 11/25/14 did not happen on that day. Darn tired! Here is what should have gone up!

A revolution is what they want. The reason does not matter. Only the ends matter. This mindset scares the poop out of me. Somewhere along the way the sins of the past dictate that anything is possible in the present.


Revolution Take Your Soul
Poem for Day 063 – 201411225

We are not violent, you paint us so,
to lessen our place is your goal.
Our humanity has not left our soul,
you see us with anger unconsoled.

We will abide this no longer,
we act with nurtured anger.
You betrayed us this day,
and we will assure you will pay.

Now the verdict is cast,
now the decision is made.
Stand aside my friend,
or this night will be your last.

Our anger is our fuel,
our wrath is no longer contained,
no more can this be delayed,
beat the drums at end of the day.

Our dignity is our goal,
at end of our sharp stick.
Feel the brush of our hot flame,
as we take back what you stole.

We are here to fight,
it is time to devour our foes.
Ask not for mercy this night,
we grasp power at your woe.

History is our truth,
the struggle has been long.
Bloodletting is our goal,
the revolution take your soul.

Under your unholy rule
we've been broken and we've been wronged
Our time has come, you have the past.
We will rule, you will be outcast.

Be advised my friend,
this is not about this particular night.
We seek our place in society
and you will be put in your place.

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