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Revolution“Only through new words Might new worlds Be called Into order” --Saul WilliamsNo more cheeks glazed with raindrops, no more roses with thorns-- Only through new words might new worlds be called into order. I speak of the cracks in the pavement, out of which nothing is born, Not of the green meadows and valleys worn out by immortals. I speak of a landscape that is neither barren nor devoid of feelings, I speak of a garden hidden from sight of the diligent muses. I will recite poetry into rusty drainpipes of the nearby buildings Until lifeless street-lamps grow ears to discern its music. Listen! This is a call to bare arms for the sake of a new revolution. This is a call to bare layers of burdens until hearts are laid bare! This is a call to hand over overused metaphors to executioners, -- A penny for a thought till there’s plenty of change to spare. This is a call for a change of movement, a change of rhythm, A call to turn turntables over and use them as drums for the beat… A call for the heartbeat to cover the everyday skyline with ripples, And to rip out the clouds that continue to cling to our feet.
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