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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

First of Many


Revoltion waits for One-

Injustice...,
Pain...., the pleasure of all evil amoungst the unaware,
Blind are the masses who watch for white flags,...waiting for comfort,
Me..,
I wait for no man,
No being shall stop the fierery rage of upheaval,
The silent earthquake that cracks the ground of oppression,
I will bitchslap the man and take the lunch money I deserve,
The masses question my resolve,
Where is the broken grounds of freedom,the burnt ashes of liberty,
The crying baby back bitch of happiness,
Well.......,
The water is still cold,
I'll meet you at 3...

May we be swift and true.
Cause its already 2...

Revolution...

A poem by Taj Harris.

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