She is a rebel of society
Always was and will always be,
Stands up for earth’s and people’s rights
She fights against corruption and might,
She is beautiful and wild
She’s untamed a real anarchic child,
She’s the soul of revolutionary change
She goes by a psuedonum, not by her name,
Demonstrations are her game
Direct action is her sole aim,
Civil disobedience is her way
But damn she so amazing and free,
She is appealing to me, her beauty is there to see
I will love her for eternity,
I only she would condescend to be with me.
Now that i’m in the sunset of my life, i remember my wild, younger days when i was once a rebel too. I rebelled about practically everything. But then as i started gaining grey and finally white hairs, i realize that there is a time to rebel and a time to be patient. Understanding all about the limits, the realities of life will temper one’s idealism. And patience and love becomes a better option.
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Very true, the angry youngster, turns to the calmer philosophical elder, the wild side gives way to the wiser side. Thanks very much for reading and understanding and appreciating my friend 🙏 Faux
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