MY (R)EVOLUTION, PART 4.
The young didn’t know,
but deep within their spirits
a desire was burning,
a fire
lit by their parents
and grandparents too.
A fire sparking
a will to be free,
feeding an urge
to stand up and fight.
Fight for their right
to be human
to be safe to be alive,
unknown to the puppet on strings
pulled by dark madness
dressed up with the feathers
of a bird of paradise,
lost in a reality that isn’t theirs.
Paradise lost in the eddying vortex
of power and greed.
The young don’t remember
but they fight for their future
driven by the dreams of their old
to be human
to be safe
to be free
to be alive
Because real life cannot exist in the grip of steel,
dressed up in the colours of a bird of paradise.
This is part 4 in the series My (R)evolution, reporting from a country in chaos, trying to make sense of my own mind.
Find other episodes here.