Dreaming of a Revolution

23 Sep

Dream of a revolution

Dreaming of a revolution,
a new dawn,
but the day remains the same.
We’re talking, even signing about a revolution,
waving placards, banners, unarmed,
our only weapons our ideas, our words, our vision.
A real revolution,
Not a false start,
From our armchairs we would rise,
open our hearts, our eyes,
the Wall of injustice would finally fall,
the dream of a revolution,
A distant apparition,
alas a dream after all.



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