Riot

Strum the lace that decorates the walls

spread the darkened words through and through

the phrases you hear coming to life

yell curses in the twilight

Plank by plank the building stands

years of sweat consumed in a sec’

garnered memories held in the hearth

flickered away by the petrol

Ivy décor wilts and moans

future laughs are further ignored

I seethe through the window

an unwelcomed guest thrust upon you.

Heed their words! Fear their cries!

I come to birth their ideas revived!

What was once lively I’ve come to demise

burnt threshold is a gift of mine

In the shadow of the night anger is fed

while freedom continues to be starved

I fuel their vocalizations into reality

as they fear the changing society

Rebuild what I’ve destroyed,

 water the knowledge I’ve unleashed

as I turn your suitcases into a ghoulish coal

as I blacken the bassinet of your dreams

return with the calmness needed by those who delivered me