The stomping of feet through the streets as the rain falls rapidly, and calls answered by police, the violence won't cease, Barricades spring from under, bullets roar like thunder, accompanied by children's screams, blood flows like river streams, people hang from ceiling fans, and applause rings for their plans, the politicians: clap clap clap in the capitol: clap clap clap and then like the end of a storm silence: the new norm, orphans and tears, abuse and fears, the regime has risen, a new world has risen.
I wrote this I think a year back but I never finished it. I think I'll do it sometime this week but 'till then, here it is as it was.