Anarchy

Rebel *

I'm a rebel

A quiet rebel

Not a rebel

That is too loud

I'm a rebel

A quiet rebel

A silent rebel

Far from the crowd:

Their grand street parade

Is my tiptoe on the curb

Their bright, shining day

Is my night undisturbed

Their canvas is people's hearts

Mine is just a wall

Their defeat is mass burning

Mine is just a fall

Ranting on soapboxes

Standing on card boxes

Spraying bullets 'til you faint

Spraying a new layer of paint

Watch your self-control implode

Watch shades of red explode

Now here comes the fallout

Now here comes the blackout

Keep up a fight

Heck, it's almost midnight

Blood in the square

The smoky night air

Then retreat, then retreat

Down the forbidding street

With footsteps, with footsteps

That don't sound like feet

The rebels that shouted:

The talk of the town

The rebels that whispered

Bring the system down

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AN: Sorry that I've not been updating for a while. I've been busy preparing for a debating competition. Now that that's over, I'm going to resume updating regularly. However, my updates may be disrupted again in the follow up to my end-of-school-year-exams, which are happening in less than a month. So bear with me for a while please. :)

Inspiration: Funnily enough one of the topics for the debating competition was the inspiration for this poem (this house believes that violent protests are a warranted mechanism for social change). But the phrase 'quiet rebel' was the thing that really helped me start writing. And I found it on the artist Red Hong Yi's youtube page.