Revolution?

Revolution just rolls of the tongue

Fills the mouth with power

Revolution

Revolution is a black fist

Launched into the air

Green  and Red and Black

Bodies marching

Guns, and machetes or bombs

Violence

Flags wavering at dusk

Smoke rising symbolically

And war

Revolution just rolls of the tongue

So easily said

Revolutions are bombings

PLO

No surrender

any means necessary

Shooting

massacres

Killing fields

And assassination

But Revolution just rolls of your tongue

Filling your mouth with power

Revolution

Is death

Dying

Murder

Slaughter

Genocide

Rapping

Killings

Child Soldiers

Terrorism

And war

So easily said

Revolutions

Are farms burnings

Blood in the streets

Screams

Blown up babies

Villages of dead bodies

Revolutions

Are bloody

Animalistic

Struggles

For freedom

For justice

Or Hate

Revolutions last for years

The effects are prolonged through our children

Through our dead

Through our blood

Revolutions are liberation struggles

Now you call yourself a revolutionary?

I will not be marching with you

I will not be protesting the white house

I will be blowing it up

I do not vote

I assassinate

I do not go out on hunger strikes

I burn farms

I don’t sing songs

I drown out the voices with gun fire

There is no truce in this war

Only victory

No peace talks

Only Eulogies

So, when you ask if I’m ready for the revolution

I have my guns, and bombs and my machetes out back

Ready for war

Don’t step to me with petitions

Or letters to my congress man

The revolution has no paper work

And revolutionaries don’t have time

So, you waiting for the revolution?

Marching for a cause?

Have fun being non-violent kid

Cuz ,I’m the one with the fuckin’ gun.