The revolution spoke in the streets
in long ranks the common walked
with the signs drawn by hand
emotion marked in color’s strokes

demanding shifts by those above
those in power would not budge
when left to their own device
change will not fill their heart

when the power would not bend
the echelons remain in place
there is one way to make them fall
remove the base of their support

numbered by the common folks
standing strong on their feet
transformation from below
tearing down what does not work.

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