A Tale Of Two Cities. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Some may think it was
a tale of woe.
But it was a tale of great change.
A tale of revolution and rebellion.
A time the people arranged.

The rich lived in a world of fairytales.
They thought they were untouchable.
They took and took until there was nothing left to take.
They became insufferable.

And then one day
the people had enough.
No more grass
would they eat.
They took their swords.
They took their guns.
Their destiny, they did greet.

Away with the greed.
Away with the poverty.
Away with all evil deeds.
A time of renewal.
A time of personal responsibility.
A time of fulfilment of needs.

A tale of two cities is a story of
History that repeats itself,
Because greedy people never learn.
To them the poor are nothing to care for,
They are not their concern.

But now the days are coming.
The day of no return.
The poor will rise once again.
The tide has finally turned.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .