Fire Power

too long
I’ve rested.
the revolution rolls by.

too long
I’ve watched.
assholes shit on high.

too long
I’ve run.
and
the
world
burns.

the silent corner to call my own
is infected
with hate and ignorance.

cheeks turned
in patient retreat
are slapped,
shot….
run over.

I can wield fist
and foot,
and iron,
and lead

but it’s words
son,
that will knock them
dead.

rise
&recognize.

today,
tyranny dies.

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