A Slap On Revolution Poem by Nelson Vincent
A Slap On Revolution
When we raise out hands in resilience
We are battered down in disdain
When we raise our eyes against decadence
We are plunged into societal pediplain
When we raise our voices against pestilence
We are cut off if into pain
When we raise our heads against insolence
We are mashed like potatoes and plantain
Tell them
Do not worry
Even if we lose our lifes in this vanguard
It won't be vain.
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