There is something to be said about riots
Smoke bomb haze blinds the masses
Watery eyes. Stinging throats.
Loud meaty slaps of police brutality
Synchronized violence erupts on well played corners
It's not safe here any more
The wall beyond is swarming with those willing to
die
For liberty
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom
Chants become sharp screams and panicked shouts
**** the Government!
Who knows the way to heaven or hell?
Better yet, Who doesn't?
Stricken eyes, bloodied skin, but more human than either
you or even you
There will be no mercy
There will be no quarter
We will never submit