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The Revolution

Birds fly high

in the sky – they catch


my son’s eyes.  Horses traipsed

these unpaved lands, backroads


winded the country.

All our trees


of childhood

are still here


if we look again.  Revolution

is only necessary


in the face of radical indifference –

as opposed


to doing

nothing.  And we realize, profoundly,


this complacency

of the many


is part of the grand design

of a broken system – absolutely vital


to its success

at sustaining brokenness, like a stick


placed in a wheel

to profit off a line.  It is not revolution


we want,

but peace.


Posted 02/29/20
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