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Revolution is when it rains in July
In a part of the world where this doesn’t usually apply;
Where summer is summer,
Rain is improper,
Though in winter,
Snow might be your daily supper.

The trees gasped for breath as the rain poured,
A surprise shower is something they adored,
Reviving their being, drenching them in laughter,
The cool wind slapping their lofty posture,
The [...]

The bird chirped on the tree,
Blissful to be free
After long captivity
That lasted till infinity.

Its heart was full of rage
In that golden cage,
Many times out of breath,
Contemplating death.

Suddenly there was a shot;
Scaring the bird a lot,
It flew far away
Yearning only for play.

Yet death was no more the game,
Instead, the bird longed for a dame,
To continue life’s [...]