you say you stand for democracy,
but do you really know the meaning of the word?
you tell me he was a dictator, yes there were 18 elections, but all of them were rigged, he was corrupt,
but  tell me,
is not this system worse?
where a party can only stand if it has the money to launch a campaign, where votes are bought by those with the wealth, only looking to protect their own interests?

you have chosen to directly ignore all of the evidence placed before you
that tell you you're wrong;
he could not have had an agenda when he described the democracy you hate so much as "the most perfect democracy he's ever seen",
you've ignored every piece of legislation he passed, all to give rise to greater democracy to the real people of the country
and you tell me there's political repression when there were 80% turnouts and over 30 other parties in each of those elections.

you are so blinkered by those walls around your mind
you don't want to accept that he could have done it better than you
because you know that once you acknowledge that,
once the world acknowledges that
all you built for you
and that other 1%
will be taken from you,
as it should have been long ago.

i don't know how it's going to happen,
not now, not in this lifetime,
but in lifetimes to come,
people will be taught that the meaning of the word
democracy
lies in demos, the people
and that those big conglomerates,
no matter how much money they have,
are not the demos.
that there is more to life than your capital accumulation;
their health, their education; their basic human rights
are, and always will be, more important than how many zeroes
are written in your will,
and that no matter how much they drill it into you,
you are beautiful, you are unique, you are important
so stand tall  and proud, hands on heart
because there is more to life than the money you make.

how this will be taught, i do not know,
but as a starter, maybe we could try teaching the cats themselves
that there is more they can do for the world
than sit on thrones of gold,
and there is more to life
than how many carats they have,
and i think a brilliant way to teach this
would be to **** all of their friends and family
until they realise that money isn't all that important,
and however malicious an act that would be,
i could rest safe in the knowledge that my death toll
would not be a fraction of theirs.

why the **** would you set fire to a ******* university, starting with its library,
all in the name of what they would like to call "democracy"?
this is a situation you have all seen so many times before,
with exactly the same perpetrators,
by exactly the same means
for exactly the same ends
and you have the cheek to call that man a dictator?
a man who worked solely to improve the lives of those around him who were in suffering?
a man who would work up to 18 hours a day, day-in, day-out for 18 years to actually democratize his country and tried so hard to lessen the wealth gap
a man who went on tv every day to communicate with those he represented, listening to their concerns and grievances and actually addressing them?

you complain about the lines outside the shops, and **** right you should.
you complain about the violence and the destruction of communities, and **** right you should.
but if you dare say one more time it was his fault, or it's the fault of his successor you can shut the **** up right now.
it's who it always was, acting on the motivation they've always had: accumulation of capital.
people have died at their hands for centuries, hundreds of millions of innocent civilians' lives exchanged for your wealth
and you have the cheek to call him a bad man?

he is in the league of people who put their lives on the line for what they knew was right,
who were so committed to that vision of
purity,
of equality
of beauty
but you tarnish their names by lumping them together with whiny children, privileged brats who know nothing of the world but are bored,
all because you know these figures
these freedom fighters and heroes
are right,
and are thus a threat to your piles of gold
(each pile covering another pile of bodies)

i don't know whether to hate you or not
you did the right thing,
though it broke my heart
but was it naive of me to genuinely believe
you might still want to be my friend?
i do try talking to you,
but it's hard to keep up the conversations
and this time,
i want to be the one in control
after having lost it for such a long time.

i know you're not really okay
but unfortunately my dear,
i can't change that for you
and no one but yourself can get you to
make that all important move.

i know you're doing what's best for you
and, in the long run,
probably me too,
but it still hurts when you ignore me
with such frequency
for such lengths of time,
when it's still fresh in my head
a time i could hardly go a day
without your contact.

i'm not asking to have you back,
nor is that something i would really want,
i don't think,
but if you could just help me out,
would you rather i hated you and we never spoke,
or can you find it in you to talk to me back,
like you promised you would?

When you grow up, i am going to teach you three things:

1. If someone does something for you, and you say thank you, there is nothing more that you owe, in any situation. Anyone who thinks otherwise, and believes they need a reward for being a decent human being is dangerous and you stay as far away from them as you can.
2. Always put your needs first, nothing is more important than your happiness and they should understand that. You are not doing anything wrong by saying "no", and not all physical contact is wanted, even if it seems as innocent as a hug. You keep your ground.
3. In addition to that, always stay true to your own beliefs and dreams. Don't let another person compromise them, however much you may think you care about that person. If you want to be a lawyer, you work as hard as you can, you hold your head high and if anyone tells you that your assertiveness is "being bossy" and isn't becoming to a woman, you stick ******* up and tell them to *******. You will be who you want to be.

Because, unfortunately, my darling, the world is set against you, and we are fighting to change that.

I've been dreaming about you,
Your warm beauty emanating
Like the glow of a new star,
Your smile lighting my nights
And your sweet voice lulling me deeper
Into your realm of dreams.

You remain nameless,
I don't want to ruin the illusion
And no word I can think of
Quite describes you,
No name is beautiful enough
To be yours.

I do hope I meet you one day,
Outside of the dream realm,
So I can feel the satin touch
Of your light fingers across my skin,
Share the song that is your voice
And your heart finding its way out
Of the cage in which it is enclosed.

I will know you then by name,
A name I will only have to hear once
Before I fall madly, deeply and passionately
In love with everything about you.
So please, my guardian angel,
Find a way to merge our realms
I am sick of waiting
For the release of sleep
To see your face.

sometimes
when i feel really lonely
i dream of your lips
so soft against mine
noses rubbing
and your eyelashes tickling my cheek

i dream of your moans
small gasps for air
as you bite your bottom lip
trying to control yourself

i dream of your hand
clasped to mine
of your laughs and giggles
or your tears and shouts

of your amazing body
immersed in warm soapy water
your hair straggly and wet
and your cheeks red with heat

i dream of your voice
quiet and velvet like
as you whisper my name
and the pronunciation is perfect

i dream that i know you
more than i know myself