i always thought that when
the revolution came
i would be among
the ones
dancing 

i thought i would be fearless
arms wide open spinning
and spinning jumping 
screaming just like
the last time

and the time before that
and that other time- especially
that time i thought i actually knew
something- actually understood
something 

knew that it wasn’t just me and
that we’d all been fed lies and
that there were cannibals among us  

i once believed i could see them and that
perhaps- i could love them
before they killed us all-  you know like
love them out of their hate

now wouldn’t that have been
a great reason to dance?