no fear felt
as like minded comrades
our posture our costume
our perspectives
were dramatic
we wanted to be noticed
and hostility towards us
didn’t dampen the spirit
we were activists
we were expressionists
punks mods rockers hippies
to name a few
we saw what was wrong
we wanted change
we rebelled against teachers
we rebelled against parents
we rebelled against government
us against the world
we were not scared
to speak our minds
despite labels and
prejudice
freedom to express
freedom to be heard
rites of passage
explored when young
no more are we young
our old age means
we are now mute
we blend in
but deep within
the rebel lives on.
Great text. You can still hear the rebel whisper in it 😉