Revolved around in blood shed
The diabolical chasm of the earth's
Downtrodden. It revolved and revolved.
The draconian forces, antithetical or counter
Revolutionary. They were the reactionists.
They were fighting for 'capital' and others,
Fought to find a place with the divine.
It is now on my doors;
Burning the inner core of the fabric woven,
With the thinnest thread.
You hold my anger with the point of a gun;
With your finger on trigger.
You have saved your 'capital',
I am burning myself.
Revolution and the Wolves by Samir Alramahi, Jordan.
Topic(s): love and art
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