Other People’s Poetry

 
When the Revolution Comes

 

I will be right behind you,
stones in hand, though they’re heavy
and you, Papa, are a giant,
tall enough for one to stop
at the back of your head.

 

 
by Jacob Scheier

 

 
As appeared in More to Keep us Warm, published by ECW Press.

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