Thursday, 18 April 2024

"The red sun will soon shine in the east"

 "The red sun will soon shine in the east"


Forests remain green despite the tremor
As blood of martyrs waters the fervor
The tales of their actions becoming legends
Enough to drown the order's stand
The slander dispelled by the folk's praise
For just like the weapons in hand avenge as they raise
Anger cannot cease from their once tired faces
Having enough of the order foolishly bragging as if "they've won the race"  

Like the ancient incantations and prayers
Speeches and chants trying to dispel suffer
As the city whose smokestacks suddenly stop
Instead shouts of protest overheard till cops drop
The scent of gunpowder still fills the countryside air
Enough to dispel the people's despair
As guns from the folk 'gainst its foes rattle
Continuing that is, the people's battle

The order and its hordes will still try to dispel
The ages old desire with rumor, fear, and rifles peal
Yet the same old fear, and its sister terror
From theirs aggravate the continuing past of error
The "peace" tyrants preach is all but farce
As if a filthy stench from their arse
The homeland cannot be contented with its pain
As the folk in arms will shower them with lead rain

The red sun will soon shine in the east
Whose shining rays enough to scare beasts
This called "fear" by the oppressing tyrants
And hope to the oppressed as becoming defiant
The "peace" been shattered by a reborn race
Turning action into weapon in a forsaken place
Sparks of struggle becoming raging fires
Full of anger, of love, of endless desire

This sun now red glows with shining rays
Enough to call a new dawn, a bright day
Rays to dispel living ghosts
Of scoundrels, tyrants, and its hosts
The bells ringing and the bugles blew
The call: "To arms!" as the folk knew
As in the past still resounds with fleeing foes
Scared of the bright sun in east with its glow

And if obstacles will try to block its bright red glow
The folk will remove till the sun be saw
Call them fools by the order and its hordes
Yet cannot stop them to remove every chunk and block
For this red sun from the east brings the land new life
New strength to empower the folk amid strife
To churn new action, spark new fire
Enough to burn the old order in its pyre