We adjourn here to
be the voices of the next rebellion
Poets
Artists
Lovers
Too much for your
peers
Not here we mad
crazed lunatics stand laughing at the moonlight
Seeing her true
beauty
Truth naked exposed
forever and unrelenting
The devil revealed
to us never able to escape my view again
Tattered with the
markings of conformity
Where we see
imperfections
We find strength
Those unseen are
seen by us
Invisible to their familiars
Who call upon them
to be their orchestrator
Of their selfish
dreams laid to rest by their surrender
Not us
We stand impervious
to concede to the ways of our oppressors
Thinking of what
will be
Leads to death
We rebels are here
for the now
Bound by radical
thoughts and past misery
We are one
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