you pulled it off
no surprise
not again
it wont happen again
here we are
yes we are
resolute
revolution
you’ll have to…
martial law
pull all power
to yourself
what then?
think we’ll sit?
hands down?
never.
you’ll get it
when you see
the masses
off their asses
crashing in
you think
your men have
enough
bullets?
to our bodies?
are you fast enough?
to hide yourself?
take the rest out
just one pretzel
you don’t have a chance
taste of copper approaches