Fact.

Fact.

A very quiet day.

Hoorah for Hollywood.

I miss you Kora.

How long does it take

For chains

To be repurposed

The poacher turn to gamekeeper

The freedom fighter wear

The clothes of an oppressor

Good intentions metamorphosize

Into dogma

When does the will of the people

Become a witch hunt

Bylaws become a curfew

How long will it take

For the politically inclined

To seek a mandate for more power

A Meglo-President to suspend

Parliamentary elections

Override due process

Call out the army

When is the wind of change

A backdraft

The fire in the belly of the

Revolutionary an ulcer

An adverse reaction to

All that can be stomached

Of a good life

Stuffed full of a privilege

Too good to ignore

Too deserved to be given up

When do the liberators

Become occupiers

Why do the good die

Before their time

And the young turks

Turn into the same old guard

Protecting their own interest

From a populist uprising