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Francie Lynch Poems
- A Revolution's Coming There's a Revolution coming, The ...
- A Child Is Born I don't know destitute. I could use the ...
- Mary Jane Died Last Night The younger sister Of the second ...
- My Poem Is My True Selfie My poem is my true selfie, An ...
- Chaos Dark at day, Light at night, Chaos mocks us With ...
- Were There Five? There were four high pines, straight, that ...
- Not All Fathers Are Dads We lived In our Goodwill bathing ...
Born a while ago in an area of County Monaghan, Ireland, called Loughegish (Lake of the Learned) . When the flax mill failed my father went to Canada and we emigrated six months later to Sarnia, Ont. I grew up here, worked in Education for my career and am happily retired writing poetry. more »
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A Revolution's Coming
There's a Revolution coming,
The boots are on the streets;
It's calling from the graves,
We're stirring from our sleep.
There's a hunger in the eyes,
The troops are on their feet.
The revolutions's coming
And the enemy's in retreat.
The mob appeal
Is running lights,
Towered minions
Join the fight
To rein in one percent
From their lusty heights.
Desks in towers,
Facades of power,
Will tumble to defeat.
The gravity of their greed
Will drag them through the streets.
The bell at four
Will sound no more;
The chorus ...
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