Revolution

[Grit]

The government fell, can't you tell?
Man becomes beast, starving men devour
No law, no reason besides the fatal threat
A country is not a wallet
Yet a man can be murdered for his wallet
What happens when these muggers see it
country, half exposed, waiting to be taken
Will it be the men who dethroned authority?
Or will it be men with putrid intent
full of greed and tyranny
who want power the most
so much they can cry
they rise from the filth, the dirt of the streets
carrying steel and shaking indignity
Laws prisons and government are tyranny
Restore us to our primal form
Where fine houses and museums burn
the man who shouts the loudest gets his turn

[Delta40]

I felt the power of this poem and the men pooled into one and made me think how much of muchness mankind is if we don't think about sides.