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Olivia Ocran
What is revolution?
An important word.
A loaded word.
A word with as many definitions as drops of water in the ocean.
As many manifestations as stars in the sky—
As untouchable as wind in your hair,
And as real as the grass beneath your feet.
They claimed us a people requiring “liberation,”
Harmless as flies.
But banned the very drums they plundered for their own music.
Now they brandish metal barrels
To protect themselves from us,
Yet fear the stroke of our pen.
Then tell us to return to our “real” homes,
Failing to recall when we asked to be here to begin with—
Forgetting they have as little claim to this land as we do.
We break them down with the very language they forced on us,
So they block the few left with open ears from ever seeing them.
But we’ve outsmarted them before.
For every definition of the word they crush,
We find another ten.
Naturally, that leaves one choice:
Find a hundred more.