REVOLUTION 

Looking beyond the rubble

My eyes focus on the words painted in red

Big bold letters of fiery Crimson

Now bleeding from last night’s rain

REVOLUTION

Then the man the legend came to mind

And I heard Bob screaming

“Revolution on my mind

We bin wasting so much time

Everyday problems in the world they maximize”

And like a horribly staged scene in a might have been good movie

I realize I am now surrounded by men and women my age

And we all stand there-SILENT

Looking at each other

Then looking at the rubble

Looking at each other

Then the rubble

Our souls screaming but our mouths, like our hands before, motionless

I felt a touch on my shoulder, and then there was a whisper

“When did this happen?”

I turned to see this brave silly soul who had dared to speak

I looked at his face and I realized he felt as ambushed as I did

And it was then that my lips parted

“See them fighting for power But they know not the hour So they bribing with their guns, spare-parts and money, Trying to belittle our I-tegrity now. They say what we know Is just what they teach us; And we're so ignorant 'Cause every time they can reach us

Through political strategy They keep us hungry And when you gonna get some food Your brother got to be your enemy

Ambush in the night”

I heard the words and I felt my tongue moving

But

I wasn’t speaking

He just looked at me as the lunatic I must have seemed to be

And I turned to face the rubble once more

REVOLUTION

The letters still bleeding from the billboard

Seem now to glisten in the early morning sun

And my heart smiled

"Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

I moved closer to the rubble and the crowd moved with me

Then with our bare hands we began moving stones.

Adriana S. King 2010