rather long and in need of serious editing

the idea of

revolution

is corrosive

and trickles down the spine

eating away the rust of complacency

and contentment.

the idea 

of revolution

is the shaken apple

foreced from saftey nets

and high perspectives

so it can be tought to land on

its own two feet.

the idea

of revolution

is liberation

with out liberators,

it is the commencement of

huddled masses

to feel they need not huddle any more,

it is the destruction of the

common man

because no man that breathes

is common,

it is victory from

the injection of a love-of-life into the masochistic

veins of society

it is a spark

that needs no berets or cigars to ignite,

just kindling in your heart

and oxygen in your lungs

so the idea of revolution

can transform from ink on dry paper

to flames that flicker

on the winds of change.