Children of da Revolution!

 

Children of da Revolution!

© by Stefan[at]MyTree.ch 23-Jan-2007

This poem was written at London Stansted Airport for Jeannine who gave me 5£ which means that I start to earn money with my poetry!  It’s a MILESTONE!

It is not the amount of money that counts , it is just the fact that somebody helped me and I could pay my food with words! Thank you! Jeannine! You gave me more than you know!

Where are all the children of the revolution?

Where do they work? In which institution?

Why is all over the world such a confusion?

When will they be born? The children of the revolution?

Children grown-up without fear

Of luggage which might explode

Children with an open mind

for all beings of any kind

Freedom, family and equality

without any bank-code

When will they replace the idiots in charge*?

When is the spring-revolution? Is it in March?

It is going to happen – later or sooner

Hopefully before my funer

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Call any God that you know

And ask him to stop

This unfair political game

Ask him to stop this hypocritical show

Ask him to remove all who are insane

But do not blame him!

You’ve got to vote and if you don’t - it is a sin!

Well, why the hell should we care?

The auto-destructive nature of human kind

Can not be seen by any creature

To sum it up: LIFE IS UNFAIR

It’s HUMAN NATURE!

*Definition of a politician: smooth, shining, and deceitful as thin ice!