Ah, to wander lonely like a fool,
stuck in ancient, new politic blind.
We are a generation of revolution,
revisionist in truth and name.
We apologize for our slaughter
and will not take kindly to condesending frames.
Mistakes humanize authority, but only when there is room
for apology.
We are the permenant revolution,
but we are not a commodity.
We are people,
We are human beings.
2/8/16
I’ve been enjoying your poetry. Very meaningful
Thank you ❤