Failed Revolution

Revolution dies in the
Brain, but the heart
Refuses to accept.

Bullets ...
Jack boots ...
Barbed wire ...

Angry faces wielding
Sticks, self-loading rifles,
Revolvers fastened to the waist,
Watch, hands on the trigger.

Revolution dies on farm
Land, highways, lanes
And by-lanes as activists
Get branded as anarchists.

Demand for justice,
Voices raised against
'unlawful' laws are
Muffled and revolt
Dies a slow death.

A sigh apart new
Resolve raises its head.

A march begins in the heart
And reaches the head ...

We shall protest ...
We shall win ...

The head now is in
Sync with the heart

And then the march

BEGINS ...