Nicholas Nikolov (April.6,1988 / Toronto)
Love Up In Smoke
Whether morning, midday or nighttime showing,
passionately fierce chants shouting, with more citizens joining;
basic freedoms hopefully re-emerging – never surrendering.
Enemy sirens are sounding, police brutally enforcing;
demonstrators emboldening – causalities plausibly increasing
– peace supposedly vanishing.
citizens nationwide frontline mercilessly battling;
forever worrying, yet proud the revolutionary soul undying.
Violent clashes horrifying, and a possible regional war looming;
the just punishment for this head of state is a public hanging.
The valiant revolting - will pay dividends - amidst tear gas fogging;
foreseeable harmony returning, thereafter, you and I will be uniting.
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