Uprisings

A continuation..

I’m locked in this prison,

-like an animal’s cage.

And I’m in my final stage,

-I’m turning the page.

Because there isn’t a prison in hell,

-that could contain my rage.

 

You see me coming?

I’m uncontrollable.

Don’t even try and stop me,

-I’m inconsolable.

 

I was born chained,

I’m an escapee.

And I swear to you,

-I’ll stay free.

In this brutal war,

-I’m a draftee.

But my gun’s cocked,

-so test me.

I’ll die first, before you arrest me.

 

I didn’t volunteer,

I was volun-told.

But the mark of a man,

-is to take fate and fight bold.

We don’t deal our cards,

-but we can play the hand.

And when the world gets hard,

-we can take a stand.

 

For you,

-and for me.

And all those in the pursuit,

-of happiness and liberty.

Because it’s a chase.

Seeking happiness,

-but it’s the right of the human race.

 

So chain me with your doubts,

-and lock me in your hate.

But the key I need, is inside me

-and freedom is my fate.

I won’t be marked down,

-by all you little haters,

-I’ll be built up by Liberators.

 

And the start of this war?

When did we decide as a people,

-we weren’t taking this anymore?

When did we open the door,

-to a revolution?

To an uprising?

To the resolution that we have to stop hiding?

 

Was there a spark?

Was there a person

-to light a fire in the dark?

We all know the tale of the man sacrificed,

The one who gave his life,

-and yet despite the knife and the hanging noose,

Decided to let loose the news,

-that we need to choose.

Liberty?

Or death by never living free?

 

So yes, we’ll stop hiding.

We’ll start fighting.

And in the bowels of war,

-we’ll start writing.

Because only by the pen,

-can we start deciding.

Is this a revolution?

Or an uprising?

 

The difference?

One’s just a turn around,

-the other a complete rinse,

Of the lost and found.

 

An uprising implies an UP,

A revolution’s just the emptying of the cup,

-but we need to be filled.

We need to move skyward,

-and by our word, be healed.

 

So yes, I’ll keep the pen.

Keep the ink flowing,

-keep to what’s within.

And I’ll remember the words,

-spoken by the man sacrificed:

 

“Veni, vidi, vici!

-I’m set free!”

I can only hope, that we see

The right way,

-to use our Liberty.

Author's Note

So, this is a sort of continuation built off the themes and stuff in my poem Liberty & Treachery. The man sacrificed is from the first poem. Let me know what you guys think. Sort of just let it all flow out on this one lol Hope it turned out okay.

Reviews

[C.C. Marx]

I could see the emotion, the passion, the defiance in every word you chose. By the time the poem was over I though to myself "Wow the title very hit the nail on the head" it made me want to go and stand up for something, inspiring, fantastic job :)

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you so much ^^

[C.C. Marx]

no problem enjoyed it

[Southern Cross]

Perhaps the greatest amendment that we have is Freedom of Speech. To silence thoughts would stop creativity. "And all those in the pursuit,
-of happiness and liberty.
Because it’s a chase.
Seeking happiness,
-but it’s the right of the human race." Seek it we must because sometimes it doesn't come looking for you. Freedom can be granted yet never gained. It's sometimes all in the mind. We all sometimes get trapped in our own thoughts clawing to get free from whatever invades our souls. Very thought provoking write .

[MachinaWriter]

Exactly true. I'm glad you enjoyed the piece and that it encouraged some thinking. That's the best thing someone can accomplish from writing. I always appreciate your reviews.

[Kelsey]

Wow. This is absolutely amazing. Such a wonderful flow, it really jogs your mind and in a sense, inspires you. Or it did me, anyway. I always enjoy reading your work, and I did the same with this. Beautifully written, wonderful setup, great idea - the whole package, as always coming from you. As you know, I'm a fan. This is a great example of why. x