The night is heavy with forgotten screams,
shadows of martyrs walk through my dreams.
A broken land, yet hearts still burn,
from every grave, revolutions return.
Tears fall, but not from defeat,
they water the soil beneath our feet.
The blood of the poor, the sweat of the brave,
writes freedom’s song on every grave.
O tyrant, your throne is built on dust,
your crown will shatter, your weapons will rust.
The children of tomorrow will rise and say,
"We broke your chains, we lit the day."
Grief is our weapon, hope is our flame,
your silence will bow to the power of name.
For every wound, a banner will rise,
for every loss, a thousand cries.
We are the storm, we are the rain,
from ashes of silence, freedom will reign.
About the Creator
Aram
I write what hides behind silence—poetry, stories, and reflections that reveal the unseen. Words are my masks, and truth is my canvas.
Trickle Them Down, But Not Out
The thing about smart people is that they should know better, but alas, intelligence is not the same as wisdom. Not only do the mistakes of experts too short on vision—when they are not corrected—have the potential to do great and far-reaching damage, but they also undermine public confidence in the very notion of expertise. This is particularly so when expertise is wielded in defence of the rich and powerful as a cudgel against those laid low. As an academic, this lack of faith in “so-called experts” is painful to see as it plays out in the spread of dis-/misinformation, conspiracy theories, and anti-intellectualism writ large. But it is also an understandable impulse given the catastrophic failure of an economic ideology pushed by certain economic experts. Supply-side economics has shaped a broken system for the last half-century and has arguably done more to undermine the fabric of the American Dream than any policy framework of the past century.
By Cory Wright-Maley7 days ago in Humans
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Such a fierce and moving piece, full of both sorrow and hope.