Activist, interrupted…

occupy-london-protests Activist, interrupted  


I am caged up by comfort

Degraded by constant distraction

Drowned by this deluge of information

that leaves me knowing nothing


Once my world was monochromed

In the dark lay corporation, empire, profit

Freedom, justice, peace – they danced in the light

And though the duality was naïve

I knew my enemy


When did I sign the armistice?

Was it the career?

The mortgage?

Either way I am defeated

Wheezing still from old mustard gas


But tonight

By the light of hooded flashlights

There will be a small Revolutions

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