Revolution

Revolution

So Christmas has passed and the new year has begun,

don't fold up your hope,

the resolution has renewal,

shovel coal in the furnace

and breath the belch of fight.

There will be no back down,

for I feel a push from them

and I want my saber sharp for the clash.

Dribble from the glom,

and nudge of others,

only slows revolution

and revolt from now.

There will be blood,

mine I'm sure and hope,

but it should pay sweet,

when the liars run and burn.

They've made us twist

and shit grimy days,

but the birth of their end will make a short lovely walk off a long plank.

GH 09