You stand there in the night, shouting from the roof tops begging to not only be listened to, but to be heard.
And the sparks on your tongue, they burst into flames with the wars that you wage.
People take their words for granted, but you, you think before you speak.
You weave words into gold.
You take the unsatisfied youth and lead them to rebellion.
You lead the people to revolution.
You want the world to change and you refuse to sit idle and wait.
This war you are fighting will be a long one.
But you are willing to sacrifice everything for the cause.
The people will no longer stand quiet, watching the world fall to pieces.
No, the people will protest.
The people will riot.
The people (you, me, we) will plant the seeds of the revolution.
And we the people will fight until we get the country and the freedom that every human deserves.
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Howling
PoetryPeople will lie to you and tell you that everything will be okay. They'll tell you some bullshit story of how they were a troubled young adult and how they grew out of it. The thing is, nothing is ever going to be 100% okay. But for most of us, the...
