Young, we embraced ideas of change
but quickly from dreaming deranged
to terror, to death, into blood,
to malice from bold brotherhood.
we frowned at slow evolutions
to bless our fierce revolution,
but after the bloodshed we waged
We crave calmness, not our rage.

Théodore Géricault
Kim hosts the Quadrille today at dVerse. and we should dance to the word of revolution.
April 17, 2023
After fierce revolution and deranged dreaming, anyone would crave calmness, Björn. Great rhyming, too, and I like the alliteration in ‘bold brotherhood’.
The youth romanticise revolution. The rhyming works so well here.
So many different revolutions, usually inspired by self-interest, rarely by altruism.
Rebelling for young people is a right of passage, but when they have no positive heros to look up to they can be lured by tricksters. Those who want war never stop to think what it really means — except the fat cats who want to get fatter off of the bloodshed of young men and hapless women and children who are adjacent casualties. Excellent poeming, Bjorn, you say a lot in 44 words.
Nice Mythological tie-in Bjorn. Awesome crafting.
Wow; this one is really powerful, Björn ❤
Much love,
David
Sure is a potent one.
Much💖love
You have to admire the spirit of the young but sadly they don’t know what they don’t know. I love that you rhymed it. It worked so well.
Revolutions often have frightful head like Medusa…artfully written, Bjorn!
Bloody revolutions often have frightful heads like Medusa! Artfully written, Bjorn.
Sometimes good intentions have devastating results.
These lines made me think of the urgency of youth.
we frowned at slow evolutions
to bless our fierce revolution,
Sometimes this changes with time. I hope my years are making me wiser.
A very wise message for all of us.
There’s hope in that last line, in that craving for calm even after the malice and bloodshed… the art works very well with the words.
This is very powerful Björn, the rhyming adds to the strength🙌
History’s never-ending revolutionary revolutions … well done, my Friend.
Great rhyming here. Loud rebellion is for the young, it takes age and wisdom for quiet revolution.