The Proletarian Revolt
To know thyself
is to self destruct
out of luck
Crying out in newborn desperation
People watch in fascination
Called to discrimination
Ears filled with litigation
One nation
screams for justice
but all is for not
Nothing comes to be
from a suffering scream
It starts with a fiery, rebel yell
Claiming to be a rebel with reason
The world will shout out treason
Some will move toward humility
from their humane root
bearing the fruit
the gift
of a societal rift
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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