The Revolution

They built in silence thread by Thread

A storm of fury ticking beneath their bed

Not out of hatred but hunger

Not for chaos but for thunder

The city stood smug polished and proud

But they were the whisper that cracked through loud

So they lit the fuse and watched it blaze

Not out of vengeance but to end the haze

As the towers fell they stood still

The world shook but they were sheer will

What shattered was never meant to stay

It was shiny scaffolding now stripped away

In dust and ash they found their voice

No longer tame no longer a choice

What bloomed was not the ruin but Truth

A revolution powerful and uncouth