Revolutionary

They count up
Invisible numbers
Wondering who’s right
And who’s wrong
They’ve been pushing
And pulling us
Taunting with their smiles
Promises unfulfilled
and dropped away
Like cliffs

We count down
Pushing away
On the barriers
We have been given
Armed with fire
And attempts at rebellion
We learn to break free
As they try to hold us back
Try to punish us
For desiring life.

I count back
From the days
When it began
When I was placed
Inside this cage
To be used a place holder
Something to look at
There was time
When this was normal
When I had forgotten freedom

You count ahead
Marking the future
That you may not have
The day we’ll all break free
Or they’ll let us go
You take your life
Into your own hands
pulling back
As they try to pull you forward
you’re more
Of a revolutionary than I