when i got there at the rally, before it started going trough the city
a girl was screaming at the mic all things proper to the situation
which are spoken from heart and stomach and not from books and politeness
and all she said was true and all she said was infuriating
and i was there much like everyone else, to get my mood ruined by listening to such truths and angers
i was there to feel angry and suffer with someone else, because being angry or suffer by oneself is improper
and after the talk was done the music was put on and of course it was the pace of a stroll at 120bpm
a kick with no punch, just a short bass each 4 steps, and then it was arabic dance music and arabic bass music and arabic chants and instruments all the way through
and it’s all very well thought for the masses’ heart to be gently brought into an attentive and nervous state
we passed the station, where turin’s tallest skyscraper is, a bank of course
the police was lined there, protecting such an obvious symbol, and we passed it without even aknowledging it
and it was a crescendo under the rain that culminated in the square of the king’s castle
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in the square of the king we were, burning the symbol of yet another regime oppressing the people, the drums beating, and it was the middle ages and it was the roman empire and it was the french revolution, always in the square of the king burning the flag of the nobles that wage the wars that kill our siblings and that kill our children and that kill our parents
and so ma i think that as much as there is complexity to a vile act as that of a genocide, there is complexity to a burning of a flag too…
we also have our history spanning millennia as an oppressed people, its just a bigger community, that of the oppressed as a whole
