revolution – radical druid

No More Martyrs

Published on July 24, 2025

I don’t want to be your obsession.
I don’t want to be your life lesson.
I don’t want to be your physician.
I can’t be your last condition.

I don’t want to be your sole reason.
I don’t want to be your best season.
I don’t want to be your solution.
I won’t be your whole revolution.

I don’t want to be your creation.
I don’t want to be your sedation.
I don’t want to be your reflection.
I can’t be your friendly suggestion.

I don’t want to be your only choice.
I don’t want to be your master’s voice.
I don’t want to be your rival.
I can’t be your hope for survival.

I don’t want to be your obsession.
I don’t want to be your life lesson.
I don’t want to be your sweet nothing.
I won’t be your last chance at something.

24 Jul 2025

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Small Change: cinquain

Published on May 5, 2025

Talking
about dissent
is not really revolt
unless it leads to some real life
action.

Rebels
can’t change the world
without changing themselves;
that’s how all revolution starts:
within.

Shouting
to be louder
than the other side’s team
only makes everyone in range
deafer.

Fascists
don’t really care
how much racket you make;
so long as you keep giving them
money.

Freedom
isn’t achieved
by replacing their side
with just another hierarchy
to fight.

Talking
is just small breeze
in the face of a gale wind;
you’ve got to put an anchor down
to live.

05 APR 2025

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Who Sings Your Battle Song: chanso

Published on April 29, 2025

If you would sing a battle song
to rally troops, to right what’s wrong,
be sure to check it in advance,
lest those mute puppets that will dance
mistake your good intentions.

It must bring heat, you will agree,
and indicate what infamy
you seek to topple from its throne,
but take care what you bring to boil:
you may need fire prevention.

The army of rebellious souls
you would attract to swell your rolls –
are they just parroting your lines,
or have they sought, with their own minds,
the remedy you mention?

What will you feed them, once the song
has ended, and for just how long
do you think they will sing out loud
once casualties have thinned the crowd?
Will you keep their attention?

The crowd is fickle, after all,
and once the summer turns to fall,
how will you keep those fires lit?
Will those who sing now stick to it,
or succumb under tension?

We need the song, there is no doubt,
and voices who will belt it out
with sense and comprehension.

29 APR 2025

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A Victory Sublime: carol (carole)

Published on April 28, 2025

To our victory sublime,
let the bells begin to chime!

In the fields where battles rage
loose our wild might from its cage;
sweep the tyrants from the stage!
Let the bells begin to chime!

With a righteous cry and hue
let us give this scourge its due.
Then our struggle will be through;
to our victory sublime!

Let the rotten timbers fall,
knock down that restraining wall!
Heed the freedom fighters’ call:
let the bells begin to chime!

In the place of greed and hate
we will share in this new fate.
let the whole world celebrate:
to our victory sublime!

Where once evil sought to rule,
let us teach from a new school.
No more will we play the fool;
let the bells begin to chime!

Let the struggle’s record show
the end of the status quo.
What comes next? We do not know.
To our victory sublime!

Who will lead us now, for good?
Who decides who can, or could?
Will we vote now, as we should?
Let the bells begin to chime.

What direction will we go?
Who do we trust ought to know?
We have no idea, so
to our victory sublime!

To our victory sublime!
Let the bells begin to chime!

28 APR 2025

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Stop Feeding the Wrong Wolf

Published on April 17, 2025

You want to start a revolution?
It’s like when you start to covet:
begin with the things you can see,
the wrongs you find within your reach.
Stop feeding the wrong wolf.

You want your neighbor to reform?
If you can, make a change yourself:
solutions don’t start somewhere else,
and magically come back to roost.
Stop feeding the wrong wolf.

You don’t like what your leaders do?
Stop following them, blind and mute.
If you’re awake, get out of bed,
and take your share of blame.
Stop feeding the wrong wolf.

You want a new and better world?
Decide how who you are fits there,
and if it doesn’t, work on that
before you look outside your door.
Stop feeding the wrong wolf.

17 APR 2025

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If you would change the world, you must
believe it can be done, of course,
and with your entire being, trust
that it needs changing. Do not force
your will upon a stubborn horse;
instead, with gentle words and grace
seek out resistance at its source:
for each small thing, a time and place.

The stoutest iron succumbs to rust;
you need not hurry, lest remorse
turn all your courage into dust
as you expound until you’re hoarse.
If all your words are harsh and coarse
you will not find a friendly face,
and will have wasted vital force:
for each small thing, a time and place.

Press on, of course, but only just
enough to prove what you endorse
when mixed with reason, will combust
into a fire of such resource
that naught can stand against its force;
With such a flame, you can erase
some wrong, and good things reinforce:
for each small thing, a time and place.

And in the end, your small light’s source
will serve as a more solid base
if slowly, as you plot your course,
for each small thing, a time and place.

16 APR 2025

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Tag: revolution

No More Martyrs

Small Change: cinquain

Who Sings Your Battle Song: chanso

A Victory Sublime: carol (carole)

Stop Feeding the Wrong Wolf

Slow and Steady: ballade

Tag: revolution

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No More Martyrs

Small Change: cinquain

Who Sings Your Battle Song: chanso

A Victory Sublime: carol (carole)

Stop Feeding the Wrong Wolf

Slow and Steady: ballade