Union not revolution

The archetypal depth of our race is deep

when we are split into two

with the eye of prejudice. 

And the dark power channels differences

through one part calling the downtrodden “other”

The darkness prepares for battle on the bulwark

thinking that a revolution will be 

Screeching with bloodshed

Bloodshed, yes! But it will be whispers of

“Union not revolution”

Where silent masses

Lay their heads on the executioner’s block

“We sacrifice in peace” 

the wraiths susurrate
“This is the way to oneness”