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this principal in the french revolution, inspired struggles for social, political justice. |
this phenomena stays untitled as the fearless in perilous times, unbroken, change agents hover and gather as if called by trumpet with mixed seed with purpose among aromas of herbs of roasting rara avis here the 2nd floor chat and clatter hums with transformation, here, pre-goethe scribes scratch for walk on parts, here is where the sure money is here …yet untamed by tragedy left of center guests quenching thirst momentarily pause their momentum of fine movement building… the tip of that iceberg calling as shrill as the cuckoo to duck and cover dear your socialist mouth while chewing dear your marxist mouth while drinking in dear your youthful mouth while becoming dear, while …filling upon the fragrances of otherways …have more… please stalling shouts stalling storms stalled by broken glass and lightening … close and tightly held hands in rainpolished streets soggy from great struggles from wrongs from consequence of uprising …from shiny new cultural myths the solstice warns of settling in breech’s of t.v. news of seduction of berets and other hats of fashion and hours of Sartre grown late and tired of guerillas too dangerous and scented of gales and change and comrades of second helpings and …those colored, shredded pitched policies offering their steamed and new spicy candidate entrées in the corner balanced and postured egalite strikes it’s arc they have called from far back they have called again the thunder of complete change they have called…the take out portions for the daring of fidel and che-likes of whom the elders spoke of fanon of whom the poets sang of others blessed and sainted of others betrayed they are near again now like an implicant order in physics preparing the crashing of crowns and consorts with spectacular light and brightness they have called the dragons …and as if gone mad gallantly refuse to lay delicately their heads upon the block if in weakness we have forgotten our taste we will hear you and your deeper meaning and when we’ve forgotten to listen …we’ll hear your dinner gong and hold and preserve what is known …of tyranny and arise and carry on. dedicated to george jackson and the soledad brothers |