by Ezra Woods
editors note: It took Hitler just 53 days to dismantle democracy in Germany.
When the day came to take me away, you looked in my face & still claimed it’d be okay.
You stared daggers into my soul as I wept & begged for them not to take me away & you told me clear as day that I’d be okay.
Just have faith.
But faith has bled from the creases of every pore.
You looked beside you at the whore & said blessed are the wicked.
We came together & cried as you stood there watching us be led to our miserable deaths.
You told me “it will never get that bad, don’t overreact. It’s just a fad. It’ll be gone soon enough.”
But the day came & I was no longer there.
You went among the world & all were gone.
The world is in ruin & it’s too late.
You’ve decided your fate as you continued to be complacent & have the belief that it’d never get so bad.
53 days later…. you found yourself fallen to the ground in mass defeat, not knowing how to make a sound.
53. Days. Later.
That’s all it took before your best friend was swept under the rug, gone with no trace & hidden in little dark rooms surrounded in mazes of confusion & torture.
53 days & you have awoken to realize that you were being fed full of lies & lulled into blissful ignorance & complacency.
You swore they wouldn’t come for you. For me. For your sons or your daughters.
You promised yourself & others that it’d all be okay, just stay the course.
Just wake up. Get dressed. Go to work. Come home. Pay your bills & do not make a sound.
Do not make ripples within the waves & it’ll all be okay.
I promise, it’s really going to be okay.
Just do NOT make new waves.
Do not let the tsunami take hold, because it’s really not there. I swear.
But you saw the weather change with your very own eyes & the shoreline swallow itself whole. Suddenly you’re drowning in your own ugly blissful ignorance.
“Oh but I didn’t know any better.”
You plead & begged as they dragged you away.
“Please. You promised it would be different. That I would be saved. You swore my friends would be okay”
But they never did. They told you from day one they never cared.
You just convinced yourself that YOU would be safe.
Telling yourself they were the saviors, to keep yourself from falling into that abyss.
But now I am gone.
Locked in a tiny dark room, being bled alive.
I will never give up. You will have to pry my name, my dignity, my life, from the depths of the hells that you have created. For I am so much more than your hatred & cowardice.
I am love & light within the hate & darkness.
I am community & peace.
I am the end of that long tunnel in the dead of night.
I will claw my way out of this if it’s the last breath I draw.
You were wrong. They are here, knocking at the door.
You kept promising us it would be different.
You need to wake up. Wake up.
For it’s all the same routine, but this time there can be change.
You just need to wake up
The Revolutionist 