Like Revolution Poem by Arvind Srivastava

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Silence screams on the streets,
Some noise suppressed in silence bursts
Chains sleep, but blood wakes up,
A question stays in every breath

Governments write fate on paper,
Blood flows from the pen, falls as ink
The sound of hunger echoes in the streets,
And only the gift of silence on the tall towers

I rise like a revolution,
Becoming a fire, becoming a spark, stopping in the air
I don't want a throne, nor care for a crown,

Just a consciousness, which breaks the courage of every slavery
Countless stories are buried under the feet,
These are not corpses, but signs of life
A stumble at every step, a war at every stumble,

This color will flow like a revolution
Whether the sun sets or the moon hides,
No one is afraid of darkness now
The walls of time will collapse one day That day will come like a revolution!