We Didn’t Start The Fire

She wanted to start

A Revolution

All those rules

She blew right through them

She wanted to speak out

But everyone pushed her down

Little Revolutionist

Your fire sparked up

But they blew it out

Yet you still held on

To a simple wish

And your words

They fluttered

To the depths

Of an eternal abyss

And there they found

Another revolutionist

Their fire had long been blown

By those who opposed

But your words

Oh your simple little words

They sparked a flame

That wouldn’t wane

And far and wide

We heard your cries

And we could tell your words

Were not spit with spite

But full of hope

That could never die.

Little Revolutionist

Go on,

Fly

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