The Revolution
The desert sands are sleeping tonight
The wind of change is blowing
While waiting for the morning light
The dangerous crowds were growing
The wind of change is blowing
Nourishing the seeds of change
The dangerous crowds were growing
Their humour quite deranged
Nourishing the seeds of change
The children of the revolution
Their humour quite deranged
Set upon a resolution
Children of the revolution:
Create your destiny with care
Set upon a resolution
And always be aware
| Contributors: | N, baoloa. |
| Poem finished: | 18th August 2003. |