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Revolution


Shall I be silenced at the will of “man”? Has the mentality of “man” grown dense? How long have we been suppressed, oppressed, and How long are we to be trapped by this “fence”. For generations we’ve been taught to do What we are told. To not question? To be Afraid? Ha! Please, mark my words, you shall rue The day you’ve confined me to this boundary. For I am a revolution, a voice And a movement. I am the thinker of Unconventional concepts. I’m the noise That surpasses ignorance, that screams “enough”! And with that stated I must bid adieu For I’ve wasted far too much time on you.
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