I am the Revolution.

I am the Revolution.

A Poem by Sarah Marie

Writting on the walls are writtin in blood.

Clean hands are dirty once more.

Lies are fed to the hungry and hopes are ripped from the hopeful.

Ready or not,here i am. For all to see.

I am beautiful. I am okay.

I have the power to be what i believe i can be,to do what no one thought was possible. I am right as sin.

You're delicious,Tempting and,different.

I need you more than you'll know.

This war is mine and mine alone. I dont need you to pretend to care.

I have lost the battle but i will not fail the waiting victory of this war.

You are nothing to me anymore. I am a soldier whose life is given to those who deserve to live. It is given to those who have a purpose. You my good friend are not as fortunate as the others.

You have failed me for the final time and i will not back down.

I refuse to loose.

Im beautiful. Im okay.

This is all i am. This is all i will be. And this is how my story will end.

I am the lowly servant of God,the soldier in the battle of life,and the comforting shoulder used to cry on of those whose suffering is to immense for words.

Im beautiful. Im okay. And im not yours to keep.

The battlefield will be left in silence and its story will be writttin in blood.

As has mine has been writtin: In blood. On the walls. In the passing of my tme my story will bring rage.

But so i pray and hope that you will find salvation. Read the writtings,embrace the pain and cry no more sweet child for I am the Revolution.

© 2009 Sarah Marie


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OB!!!!!!!!! this is super freaking awesome type!!!

(and apparently you haven't accepted my friend request yet cause it said, "you must be this persons friend to see the rest of their profile"...)

but i really really like this poem, im super inspired to just go sit down and write and not try to form it into anything, but to just write
your writing always does that, it inspires me
you have a real talent for inspiring people =]

Posted 15 Years Ago


I like the bold language (brave and independent) but then it becomes needy and subservient to romance or religion. It seems to bounce back and forth in its statements and stances like it can't decide where it wants to come from. Incidently, writing has one "t" and written is spelled with an "e". In the first sentence, we have, "Writting on the walls are writtin in blood." We have singular/plural confusion here as well. The sentence should be, " The writing on the walls is written in blood" or " Writing(s) on the wall are written in blood" Writing is singular and the passive verb "are" is plural. We need the two to match. You have talent but I think you need to focus on the impression you want the writing to leave upon the reader and a run through a MS Word program will clear up a good many problems ( not all), however. But I recommend Word, even if it is not ALWAYS my friend. lol You have some great ideas if you could give your vision a clear expression and avoid repetition. Try to use a synonym for a repeated word or phrase like "hope" in this passage, "Lies are fed to the hungry and hopes are ripped from the hopeful." Instead, how about " Lies are tossed like scraps to starving ears while hope is ripped from humble hearts." It has a BIGGER impact. It's blunt, forceful and rude...like the action it expresses, as well as being more descriptive. Also, it incorporates alliteration in a few words which is a clever structural support. I also expected to hear more on what the focus of the "revolution" was about. Is it a cultural, spiritual, scientific or military revolution?
What are its goals and why are you the paradigm of symbolism for it? Just some questions, a little advice and my opinion. Keep writing most of all; the best way to improve at anything is practice.



Posted 15 Years Ago



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Sarah Marie
Sarah Marie

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