Brick by brick,

We tore down the

Monument of oppression.

Years of breaking

Our backs without

Mercy had led to this.

We would support

Them no longer.

This towering prison,

Made from our labor,

Had held the establishment,

Caressed the egos

Of our standard bearers.

It had stood for

Generations, staring

Down at us with its

Opulence.

Now, all that was left

Was a few crumbling walls.

But that isn’t enough.

The scars the elite

Have left on us run too deep

To forget; not even the

Slightest piece of

Their obelisk will be

Given the dignity

To exist.