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#sundayrepost Democracy, hypocrisy they are obviously the same Leaders on top are still playing a dirty game Blaming the people ...come on this is so lame We are not numbers, we actually have a...
So make no mistake; we will not be fake in our claim to emancipation; this is an initiation to an empirical alliteration; lyrical annihilation to this clerical abomination; this world's under...
Just finished reading the book.
Language Well a follow up with what's going on now. -Raping women in the middle of the street and in the middle of a crowd is on the rise (same tactics) as old regime.
I HAVE met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses.
Pain, Horrors you, Torments you, Absorbs you. Pain is the only reminder of our true selves. It battles it's way in until it's deep inside you, where it sees everything. Controls everything.
(I apologise in advance to any French people, my ignorance may show here). (R)emembering our rights as men. (E)ach of us will fight this war. (V)ivre l'honneur et la liberté.
A group appeared today in the country named themselves the "black bloc". It is not a new name and it has history but not going to give a history lesson here.
A chant that makes my heart sing. "Down with the regime". Let's fly on freedom's wings. Was terrified that some would ask for reform. Was terrified that we are all tired from this endless storm.
Première guerre mondiale, une guerre totale I.
There's a grief that can't be spoken. There's a pain goes on and on. Empty chairs at empty tables Now my friends are dead and gone. Here they talked of revolution. Here it was they lit the flame.
So I've come to a new conclusion. A resolution that includes only a few. To start anew a red revolution. To bring retribution to the tried and true. To refresh and restart the lives of this state.
Dear Mr President. You can go to hell. You fled your palace. A coward with nothing to tell. Using democracy to become a dictator. Run away from here and don't come later.
This is the day that all of us hoped would never come, The day we plotted, schemed and planned so hard to avoid.
Today we gathered in the name of the martyrs. Who gave their lives shouting "Bread, Freedom and social equality". Today we are continuing their dream not hiding from the political vultures.
Rise and shine. All women and all men. Stand in line. Everyone grab ten. Tomorrow is the day. To grab our freedom. Don't let them scare you away. No matter what, we shall defeat them.
Wake up and see what's behind your door. People stamping their feet on the floor. United chanting rich and poor. For slavery they want no more. A hypocritical leader took over our rights.
She pushed with tiny fumbling hands Through the endless folds of soft fur coats, Her trembling fingers slipping through, feeling for space, Tiny snowflakes falling and melting away on her hot pink...
Caught in moments of deep melancholy Nostalgic recollections of days long gone Of memorable times on the smiling coast When People were free and laughed a lot more Before the revolution and the...
#projecthumanity Stripping down the posters, And running through the pain, There's no more playing by their rules, It's war, now, not a game.
Revolutions rampant in all the world. The flags of destruction have been unfurled. All the while bombs are being hurled. Under the weight of death the bodies are curled.
Populist candidate sweeping into office. Tapping into all the middle class discontent. Promising reform and an end to the sickness. Infecting, paralyzingly our entire government.
He sits there; a king upon his throne. He's a dog and the kingdom's his bone. Like a child screaming for an icecream cone. Hea gotta be the craziest beast Ive ever known.
If the men of England stood in revolutions name. Would the outside world hold our government to blame. Would united nations support us in our plight.