I want a revolution
that feels like spring
an absolute rebirth
transformation from death
I crave a revolt
that feels like raindrops
on a 98° summer day
one that satiates
thirsty plants
I want the people to rise
like a red and orange morning sky
reflecting in dew drops
on a swaying blade of grass
singing, not screaming
that this is our land
our lullaby of resistance
this is our home
let us stand and
refuse the terror
being inflicted upon us
by bloodied hands claiming peace
I wish that revolutions
came from kindness
but I've only ever seen success
from the ones with violence
not the ones with dreams
About the Creator
Lolly Vieira
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I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.
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