Perhaps those eyes of yours hide more fire in them than those with a full stomach,
Perhaps your tears are inflammable,
Perhaps your mind can never be muted from the wrongs done to you,
Perhaps you have never met me but I know you.
You are the soul which I have loved,
You are the enlightenment which I vow to achieve,
You are my "revolution", you are my own.
We will dream together to detoxify our injuries,
We will dream to heal and rejoice,
Some day then we might hold our cup of coffee and shout aloud "Victory".
And even if the world struggles to understand us, we will continue our struggle to make this world full of humanity and devoid of destructions.
With the loudest minds, kindest hearts, and bravest souls, our only assets.