This is a poem for the revolutionaries in the Arab world (Egypt, Libya, Syria, Tunisia & Yemen). A testament to your continued strength in deposing corruption and oppressive leaders. I hope for your success.
If you invite to compare your artillery,
To my simple pen and word,
I will host your invitation,
I commit you to meet your Lord!
& behind this revered prose
Is something you fail to possess:
Fervour in abundance
Make your weapons seem much less.
Even if you paint the earth
With the blood inside my body,
Then you’ve only paved the way
For a part of revolution and history.
Because freedom is on the cusp
Of rattling your cage,
And I swear by the Almighty
You should never have written that page.
It will drive you to your borders
And walking on the brink,
So for each of you that passes,
Means that oppression is nearer extinct.