<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495104" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rebel...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">he is tired imagining those villages of<br>yore, hamletted natives, authorities telling them<br>how to live, where, when, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that is the bitter part of the question<br>when do you cease living? the gun is telling everyone the answer<br>follow or you die, <br>not the natural way, they will kill you in an instant and bury you<br>the very same day, without the christian rituals, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he is tired of the running and the convincing, <br>taking the chickens of other people and passing through the seven<br>rivers, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he is tired of being numb<br>to the consequences of the uprising<br>his ears are painful<br>his arms are failing him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he wants to retrace his steps back to the fold<br>but he cannot return and the equation is simple and this he must<br>understand fully</div><div style="margin:10px 0">no metaphors are needed for him to know<br>that the uprising is unnecessary <br>irrelevant<br>that he himself has become impertinent<br>but the harshest is this<br>he has become the most incompetent decor<br>of the system</div><div style="margin:10px 0">discarded.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495104" data-title="The Rebel... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="he is tired imagining those villages of yore, hamletted natives, authorities telling them how to live, where, when, that is the bitter part of the question when do you cease living? the gun is telling everyone the answer follow or you die, not ..."></div> </div> </div>

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