Recipe for a revolution

Poem on the firebombing of Freedom Press, London

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Recipe for a revolution

Preheat oven to 451 degrees.
Take one big, red heart,
Charred and singed with black,
Thousands of paper-thin leaves,
Fluttering, frozen in time.
Preserve in the memory of the working class.
Add hot metal and burn on our retinas.
Toss together in the heat of debate,
Sear onto our consciousness.
Knead together, with plenty of fresh resolve,
And a generous helping of comradeship.
Transform, in a single, shattering second.
Rise up from the ashes.

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