The Anxious Revolutionary

Hands clasped together in anticipation
Towards an end that no one wants to admit an inclination towards
Though it may seem like the solution of the present day
His future problems will obviously never be refuted by the
Thoughtful rationalizations that he claims as truth
Tanks of the nation outside have come to claim his youth
How could harm become the new proof for negativity
Then realizing death will make his points turn and all but moot