Occupy Poetry

Flower Children

BY Kim Tran

Protest pursues us
on the well-paved streets of ruination
as the public of our space dissipates
in holographic visions of our
indebted
future.
We will rise,

Claiming the movements of
decades past,
seduced by images turned into caricatures
of fists
women
power.
We will rise,

We are the familiar.
We are the strange.
We are the children of Disenfranchisement.
the apathetic voices of a silent generation.
Not Hippies.
Not War Veterans.
Not Women’s Liberators.
We will rise,

Mastering
invention;
fictions
of prosperity,
education
the tools of our oppression.
Retrieving a history-
redeeming a voice-
reawakening the quiet rumblings of revolution.

We Rise.

It is us.

Rise Up.

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