Afershocks
The tectonic plates of democracy are violently on the move
Social upheaval shaking the foundation stones of freedom and truth
Grappling with giants and wrestling with angels finding ourselves on
shifting sands
Civilization crumbling as an undercurrent of angry discord
slowly rumbles across the land
Reverberations of tyranny or the aftershocks of change,
what choice will democracy demand?
Points of contention have now become fault lines in the sand
As we gather on the ideological battlefield of man
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