They tore their collars off, <br />The white and blue, <br />And marched in throngs on <br />Slick, wet cobbles, Main Street - <br />Us, me - them - <br />Days, years blended in <br />Dark chocolate, white cream <br />Revolution - <br />Yeah, who are we between <br />When power seeks itself <br />And the -less become more so - <br />Us v. them, you - <br />For like-, homogenous <br />Dreams, tongues - fears <br />Of white, of blue <br />Heaven, sky <br />Death and dirt.<br /><br />Kelly Vinal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-blue/
