She spoke so softly.
She cared about the four that burned
to protest poverty hunger and humiliation.
She heard one say too bad they killed themselves for nothing.
She would not let it be that way
Their death meant a lot. They wanted to spark a Revolution
She saw this now, She could not be silent
She used technology, making a plea
Do not let their act go to waste don't you see they feared their living condition
worse than death. Do you want to die as you live? She told them
Come out, come out
She said she would be there.
She would not set herself on fire. If security forces wanted let them she would.
A few showed up.
Armoured cars and many thugs. They pushed they shoved, intimidated.
Go home, put your signs away. Don't come back. Silly fools stop this rubbish.
She would not be silent. She had something to say
She would not set herself on fire. If security forces wanted then let them she would.
She used technology.
She sent a plea, that touched their soul. It touched their heart. It hit a chord. It hit a nerve.
The seven minutes that changed the word.
The sound was heard across the sky. It traveled through Egypt, N.Y, Paris and London
The spark that started The Revolution.
Show up Egypt Show up or die.
Dead we already are. live under fear we do.
Show up men, women, people stand tall.
Do it for yourself, the children, the future.
Yalla,Yalla, Yalla, Egypt.
People arrived, Oh yes they arrived. Like a river they flowed The Nile she would be proud.
north, west, east and south. Crowds swelled like no one had seen.
The police, beat them, bloodied, injured and killed them.
They sent thugs on camels, and goons on horses. How much do you pay a man to kill his own people?
guns, tear gas bullets and fire.
Raining, raining, raining Death in the air, Blood bath or not. Blood on his hands.
People kept arriving,
like a river flowing.
People power had arrived. it had no fear.
The bullets the beatings, interrogation did nothing
People power had arrived people power would stay.
Cut off their communication. Phones and computers.
People power kept coming, leaders shook in their boots
Phone calls were made in high up places.
People power kept coming, they found a way
Coming, coming, coming they did.
people continue to be kidnapped, hit, interrogated and arrested.
The attempt to subdue them is not working.
Powerful baby men in their boots are shaking.
The youth has spoken, and will not be silenced.
The student, The peasant, The mother, The father, grandmother, doctor, sister and daughter. artist poet, writer and son, scientist, farmer, civil servant, musician. The man in his wheelchair repeatedly beaten.
Over it, over it, over it. They are
over being scared, being told what to do;
what to think where to go.
what to read, what to not.
after fear, after fear, after fear after fear year after, year after, year after year.
Give them freedom or give them death.
Neither guns or bombs or tear gas will stop them
Tharir Square the symbol of liberation.
They stand and chant, their message is clear
Ring the bells sound the horn.
Their dignity is near.
Step down torturer and brutal regime.
go away, fly away, just disappear.
Step down torturer and brutal regime
Run away, sneak away in to the night
Take the billions you stole, We will not press charges.
Leave us alone. We will rule ourselves.
With dignity, humanity, honour and choice.
Democracy is what you have
Democracy is what we want
We want to live,
We want to love,
We want to dance
We want to sing
We want to kiss
We want to hug
We want to play
We want to laugh
Our minds are clear, our bodies are free
Get out, get out, stark raving mad politicians
take the billions you stole. we can not be bought.
We will peacefully protest till our plea is heard
Ring the bells sound the horns
Our dignity is here
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