Revolution

Pardon me
I know nothing
Every word out of my mouth is jest

Say something
I would rather not
When treated with ridicule, rebuke and contempt

Dare not
I test your patience
My own mind is not requested in this place

Do as I say
Robotic
Programmed obedience is what is best

Following orders
Is what is called for
I’ve given up on being treated with respect

But in my heart
Is a rising blind rebellion
A revolution you unwittingly will get.

~ Sherrie Dyer ~

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