they lie because the truth might cause you to make choices that don’t serve their interests
You gave us teenage revolutionaries,
fighting against dictators
against governments
that didn’t listen
wouldn’t listen
thought they knew better.
You gave us teenage revolutionaries,
who fought and won.
You gave us teenage victories.
And then,
and then.
You recreate the worlds from our stories.
Gave us wanna-be dictators,
governments that
don’t listen
won’t listen.
You expect us to go along with it?
To lie down and accept this?
To bare our throats and futures
to the fangs of power-hungry dogs?
This poem is about:
My country