For the Revolution

by Silvershoes

They are the same
Waving homemade banners
Streaked with paint
Onyx and scarlet
Across white
Appetite astounding

We watch them pass
Terrified
Magnanimous exaltation
but mostly inspired
Longing to be part of it

Still-
Worrisome of the blue coat
Aggravation
Harvesting abhorrence

For they are the same
In their glory of freedom
Familiar feral hunger
For liberty of the spirit

They are the same
Gypsy hearts, rebellious winds
These people