Tides of Change

Cold I was on the hottest day of the month

Laying limp and slumped on the dusty path floor

Trapped under the march of a hundred sole

Silence becomes of the rowdy roar

Slowly the world fades to a shadowy blur

Away I go to the land of no more

And all I did was want a little more

A consistent wage at every month

But lies were told, the truth is a blur

And my debt took root upon my floor

Many a night in frustration did I curses roar

For who is to blame, if the blame be sole

Hastened by news, about a gathering of sole

There is talk in the air; the masses tolerate it no more

“Finally we march” in excitements roar

And the date has been set for the end of the month

Elated flight my feet barely touching the floor

Now the truth seems no longer a blur

And the days came slow, till time was a blur

Action needed now, the saying was sole

The status quo most go, burn it down to the floor

I demand fair and we demand more

Change needs now, not the end of the month

In my head these thoughts continually roar

And it was that day came and the crowds did roar

And in great numbers they showed till the horizon was blur

Alas it is now; it’s the end of the month

And their burden is shared, the burdens not sole

Together we stand, with one voice demanding more

And our voices were great, that it rumbled the floor

But the soldiers came, a thousand boots on the floor

And with guns they tried to silence the rowdy roar

Revolution was caused, and sentiments grew more

There was panic, there was fire and the smoke was a hazy blur

To each his own, for the fear was sole

And so it is on this ill-fated month

As I yelled in fervor, a bullet struck me sole

In disbelief I slump slowly watching the world go blur


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