Guy Fawkes Day Poem by Raj Dronamraju

That's not a night I want to remember
I want to fall into amnesia free of those images
That come on as part of kaleidoscopic chaos-filled flashbacks
F stop subliminal shots - bodies shouting, bodies rolling

There are tanks surrounding the community swimming pool
The army and the police are everywhere
Thin skinned alertness guiding the heavy hand

A man's got a dream and a man's got a bomb
That's not the outcome I wish to recall
Later, they'll take the memory of a man and burn it in effigy once a year

Cloud my mind with your convincing palaver
½ psychosis, ½ incitement
Put a bomb in everyone's routine mind

And watch them go off with no sense of appreciation
People only focus on immediate concerns
How much they have to eat and how much money is in their pockets

I blame the revolution for the traffic jam this morning
I blame evolution for this jog through an authoritarian sewer
I blame this institution for having nothing left to lose