Did you walk through the grounds of the governing house
Did it make you feel strong and alive?
Did you carry your hopes, your banners, your children
Like a swarm of bees to a hive?

For 20 plus days you stood tall and firm
A desire to be free at the core
Did you hope that your fellows would never be moved?
The streets are now yours every more

Did you chant faithful mantras of peace and of love
As the frenzied faced up to the blue?
Did you ever ask is there enough of this love
To make loving peace out of you?

The chalk covered walls, pavements and roads
Read like a bible of truth
And the blocks that were placed to keep you away
Another stone canvas to use

Then did you shed tears when the flames burned high?
Was it then you felt it was the end?
The passion that reeked for all of those days
Burned and unable to mend

Your village lies dead, burned and despatched
Once home to the brave and the mad
The symbol of freedom that burned in the day
Was the freedom you’ve always had

So tell me oh fighter, peace warrior did you
Believe that the actions were right?
Did you really believe that an upturned flag
Would win you this noble of fights?

Or do you now see that was always to be
This battle is over and lost
And all that is left is a pile of your dreams
And the bean counters churning the cost

Please look around you and up from your screen
Open your milky eyes, see
That for all of the singing, the shouting, the malice
You’ve never been nothing…..
But free……