One never eludes fear
the fear of what will happen if i try
if we try, to shout back
to rage against the man
the man that shouts across the shores, that there is freedom, there is hope
that there is salvation in this land
when all there really is, is power
power so hungry
hungry like an obese man on the verge of death
reaching for one more order of freedom fries
it’s like clone cops, stone faced, ready with batons in hand to fight
power like the american flag flying over every school,
government building, and lawn in our country
reminding us of who holds our futures, our destinies
who holds our freedom
many are choked by this power
hands reaching out for some relief
mouths open but silenced by bars
bars that cutoff the world
that create children crying for parents who are no longer there
and parents shouting for children killed while reaching for change
our communities must continue to try, though
speak, that is
not only speak but shout
march through every goddam city
because there is much to be lost
if our streets are empty
and our voices silent
For those who are silenced will continue to be
the flags will continue to fly
our futures, yours and mine will be decided by power
the mothers will still stand crying for their children inside
our souls will continue to shrink and salvation will never be reached
this is not just about social change
not just about changing the old into something new
or creating from within the system
it is a revolution
it is about fucking up the system
destroying the man and creating the people
It is about staring fear straight in the face
like the eyes of children staring at you
asking why they have no food
and saying fuck you
this fear will not keep a community in silence
the laws will not define our lives
a revolution will happen
so both the privileged and the oppressed
intertwined together, will taste what love, hope, and justice can be
so that all souls might be saved
from the sin that is the United States of America
the land of the free and the home of the brave
by carissa fields
