Thursday, June 18, 2009

an elegy for revolution

...democracy...human rights
stones to be cast
back and forth who is the catcher, who is going to be hit
this time

"chánh nghĩa sáng ngời"
between the one who dropped the bomb on cities
the one pointing guns at people passing the borders they have erected
the one throwing in jail those who dare to speak up
there is no lesser evil
just empty words
shiny white towels to wipe bloody hands

those who are still holding the pen
with trembling fingers sign the death sentence
of those who they had dreamed to be
but have no courage
truth crumbling in an iron fist
when we turn our heads
in the name of fate and chance

light a candle for those who are gone
give those who follow a reason to believe
to live
to feel
to speak
to be...