I have so many things to say
But no words to say them with
Struck dumb by
The fire power
The audacity
The lightning strikes
Of the enemy
Make no mistake
They have been preparing
A long while
For this
While the rest of us
Slumbered unaware
Unaware of the coup to come
And now I wonder whether
My pen is mightier than
Their iron rods
Their jackbooted armies
Their insidious allies
Their total preparedness
Do my words
Have the power
To move anyone
To action?
Or will those who
Stayed silent yesterday
Stay silent tomorrow?