Revolution Poem: Persuade her justice

The dust of egypt
will persuade justice
to break her sword,
to shatter her patience.
one colour remains
one sweet fear purges,
skims across the river, brushed behind her shy
subtle smile.
we want the smell of
our dense mud
to absorb all around her.
The absolute sip of freedom
that threatens not this mud….
not this time.
Stagnant in its pause,
defiant when necessary…Revolution 2011~
BM