Stay mad forever, you are so many you must be wrong.
On holidays, celebrating our insufferable freedom,
We took pictures of gods buried in the pyramids
We once built. You’ve been conquered by time,
You’ve changed names, you’ve changed creeds,
And the noose tightened around the woman’s neck.
Oh for sure, streets are yours, like a river carries
What once seemed fast. You are so many.
If we’re alone now, please don’t be so easily fooled :
Everyone will join us later. Crowds will walk in shame
Once we’ve passed in numbers for the many to see.

Image credit : the shadow man