Today Is Rebels' Day. And Yet We Work

Today is rebels' day. And yet we work—
All of us rebels, until day is done.
And when the stars come out we celebrate
A revolution that's not yet begun.
Today is rebels' day. And men in jail
Tread the old mill-round until day is done.
And when night falls they sit alone to brood
On revolution that's not yet begun.
Today is rebels' day. Let all of us
Take courage to fight on until we're done—
Fight though we may not live to see the hour
The Revolution's splendidly begun.

by Lesbia Harford

Comments (2)

Sometimes absence can be more pleasing of presence if within the gap resides love. To poet it is memory but to a reader it's the inspiration of living loudly with the relations. And poetry perhaps such catalyst which helps to react with poets-pain and the readers-awakening. Many....Many congratulations for writing such personals. LIVE LONG FOR THE READERS AND WRITE MORE.......... Regards, 10++++ pranab
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