Revolution Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

Medication don't work no more
to ease my inner pain.
How about a revolution.
Sure, the faces are all different
but the game remains the same.
How about a revolution.
What of that clever wink of yours
when fronting for the man.
How about a revolution.
At one time you and I were tight
part of my inner clan.
How about a revolution.
The plans you made were all for us
this is what you said.

How about a revolution.
The way things are now going
I'd be better off dead.
How about a revolution.
I play my music
hard until my fingers bleed and puff
How about a revolution.
I'd like to cut off your head
and have a cliff to throw it off.
How about a revolution.
End this collusion of exclusion.
Defuse smart bombs of confusion.
Sisters and Brothers
Fathers and Mothers
How about a revolution.
How about a revolution.
How about a revolution.
Today...

Buddy Bee Anthony