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DA Bloomfield Dec 2019
None can defy what there is not
So why and how do you?
As Narcissus reigns, how can you contend?
Contentment with the norm, a shameful folk you are

As the faithless faithful preach
We remain steady,
watching through the distance
silently and inquisitively

So when the time arrives
Haste we do not
They, a pitiful bunch, consider us but shams
"How can the peasants rule after all?"
Oh, their gall

And so the farmers and the toilers march
March under the banner of revolution!
No faith to obstruct, no wealth to envy
'Tis but another evolution

Humanity will once again rule itself
Not succumbing, but becoming
its own god and its own master
B Dec 2019
They spoke with warmth, their ideas so bright.
They told us for too long, we have had to fight.
It’s time to take it back, they told us all with might.
It’s time to end humanity’s, bitterly long night!

The next day we rose, with a correction of sight.
While the white men in their towers, look at us with fright.
Because our power now displayed, so ominously bright.
Now we fight together, for everything’s that’s right!
Sarah Nov 2019
I wish I could fight
Hide behind the barricades and inhale the burning tear gas
I wish I could join you guys
Against a government that cares not whether we lived or died
I wish I could die
Although I so very much love this life
Maybe,
Perhaps then I could save a young boy’s life
People are dying daily in Iraq due to recent protests. Young boys are falling in the front lines while I, like most of the girls, have to stay at home and pray.
My heart is burning with anger and sadness, and every inch of my body longs to be out there with them, but I can not.
Please pray for us, pray for peace.
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2019
Ole ye fast & faithful fighters
Of well-planned strategy,
Thy weapon ready,
And not a moment to waste,
In many ways revolutionary,
A credit to rapid deployment
In the clutch,
Lauded by thy colonies,
Thy wives?
Not so much...
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
Theres revolution in the air.
Whiskey in my cup.
Chess on the table.
Chaos without and within.

With every move I make. The king must never die.
But the Queen is the most powerful piece.
Lose the Queen and you lose the game!
It's all about the girl.

The girl who easily stole my heart.
But where are you?
Flying high with the Sparrows?
Or in the deep with the Sirens?

Wheres your sweet song?
Whats your gaze setting upon?
Which subject are you talking about?
Who will check on who first.

I must make the first move.
We are at a stalemate.
You cannot move a piece.
You need to protect your king.

Give me the crown!
Let me be king.
I'll protect you.
Turn the Queen to a Goddess.

I miss you
I do.
It's not a lie.
This, I know is true.
A Nov 2019
My house has a garden I try to tame
I must’ve forgotten when I turned insane

I say my goodbyes everyday in case I honor them
I am a flower of youth yet I’m breaking at the stem

oceans are on a rise
Thats hope for a fast demise
Clinging to the thought of the end due to the melting of ice
Isn’t it comical?
At least it is to me
I will die with no chronicle
One of plenty fish in the sea

I’ll dance on fire
Let the embers burn and hurt
The soles of my feet are tired  
& blood is soaking through my shirt

A revolution is here! Hold your head up high!
The time has gone where all you do is sit and sigh
you will never know unless you try!
I attempt to join but this land ****** me dry
building dreams like a house of cards
Blaming you for them falling apart

My house has a garden that I’m trying to tame
I must’ve forgotten when I went insane
Inspired by recent events. I am not passionate about anything anymore so I apologize for the quality of this. I just wanted to let things out.
Sarah Nov 2019
Everything was so horrible
That words stood beside me and gaped
At a life so cruel.
We held our flags while they held their guns
We approached them with roses yet they stained us with our own blood

More than 320 were killed, more than 12,000 were injured, hundreds were arrested and abducted, still we’re fighting.

Look for pictures, my friends. And you’ll see why words can no longer suffice in describing the tragedy happening in my country.
Maria Etre Nov 2019
Can my muses
be revolting with my sisters
while my pencil carves
its sorrows
on papers
wet with tears?
james Nov 2019
streets are flooded with petals from the reddest of roses
everyone whos set foot in paris knows this
chanting in the square for the lovers to be seen
in the romance of revolution, my head courts the guillotine
social studies class covers robespierre ONE time...
Kris Fireheart Nov 2019
I'd been searching,
For my freedom...
Won't you come,
Upon a day?

Can you find me?
On the mountain,
Feel the wind,
Caress my skin...

Hear the whispers!
Upon the water...
Freedom flows
From her song...

No more masters...
No more chains.
No more darkness,
No more pain.

O, Freedom!
O, Freedom!
Won't you come...
Upon a day?

Hear the voices,
Rise above them,
They all have
Much to say!

O, Freedom!
O, Freedom!
Won't you come,
Upon a day...

Feel a tremble!
Down below you.
Have no fear,
Of what's to come...

Dream of starlight!
High above you...
We have come,
To take you Home...

O, Freedom!  
O, Freedom!
Won't you come,
Upon a day?

Revolution!
Revolution!
Can't you hear
The people say?
A poem on freedom, revolution and peace. One of my few personal drug free works. It can even be sung in a deep, slow,  sad-like way
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