Return To 'Revolution'
A lyrical poem, written in 2007
I decided to repost this one for you all, since when I first dropped it I had a total of eight subscribers; since then the site has a grown a wee-bit, so a refreshed drop just feels right.
Especially now…
Revolution
In the beginning… sweet Liberty's dream,
the rights of the one… held in esteem.
Sovereignty’s blessings… ideas so bold,
secured by the blood… of patriots old.
But over time… a hidden few,
directing order… a world that is new.
Where all of us… are blinded sheep,
who bow ‘fore them…
and serve their ‘need’.....................
The dawn of true terror is at our front door,
elitists who want us on knees,
they wish us in shackles because in their brains
we’re just too damned dumb to be free.
Lusting for power and massaging their greed,
driven by rose-lines…
and tyranny’s seed.
They’ve divided by party, by race, and by creed,
grown hatred from root through the stem.
They know if we bicker and are hating each other
we’ll ignore the true enemy - them.
Their flower is blooming - we must heed the call,
united we stand…
and divided we crawl.
Destroy the distractions they with hammer us with,
don’t drown in the toys you’ve achieved.
Now harness your wits and think for yourselves
and unlearn all the lies you’ve believed.
For what is at stake is too cherished to lose,
to think, act, and worship…
to live as we choose.
Wake up and realize that all that you love
is about to be gone with the breeze.
If that which you value has any true worth
you’ll surrender your pale apathies.
Reviving the spirit of ‘don’t tread on me,’
when the stars and the stripes…
both numbered thirteen.
So reject propaganda and gather your friends
and prepare, as the horror is near.
For now that they’re marching they will not relent
‘til they’ve scorched everything you hold dear.
I won’t speak for others, but I’ll swear by this claim,
I’d rather die standing…
than kneel in their chains.
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Notes…
-- Original version written August 2007; refreshed edition edited September 2022; slightly altered again for this posting, November, 2024
-- Unless otherwise credited, all images were generated by the author, using Grok 2 (on X) or Substack’s AI Image Tool.
We all need to step outside of apathy, reject divisive narratives, and take active roles in defending our freedoms. I flat out refused to wear a mask when mandated. I’m proud of that action, although the decision to not wear one was troublesome at times. Thank you Stone, I’m proud you wrote this, and blessed I got a chance to read it today. ✨💜🙏
Absolutely the right time to resurrect this poem, Stone.