I admit I’m
not a revolutionary,
They say I’m
against the cause,
I believe in
building a fortress,
Not stoning
fragile doors!
They say I’m
not allowed to speak
Nor allowed
to raise my voice
My speech is
not to their liking
So simply
shouldn’t be heard!
I see so
many angry views
Some noble,
some disturbing
I see rebels
without a cause
Others
advocates of liberty
Now tell me
oh great worrier
Oh guardian
of autonomy
In all the
month that passed
Do you know
what you’re fighting for?
Are you
fighting for a country?
Are you
fighting for the poor?
Are you
fighting for the ones who died?
Or the ones
who were reborn?
For those
fighting to snatch a piece
To crown
themselves monarchs
My country
is not a corps
Its roots
are set since eternity
It survived
invaders, traitors and wars
Greedy
insignificant trivial minds
Will soon be
forgotten,
A blimp in
history to inconsequential to be mentioned
***
©Sherine Meshad, 10 May2013
