The Inevitable Forces of Revolution

In my second story, I wrote about something I don't typically think about, revolution. I wrote this one around the time of the presidential election, and if you know me, you know I'm a big republican. I didn't write the story as a means of telling people to revolt against Obama, but more as just a simple, fun story that made me think about what the world may someday come too. Since revolution is typically something you think about in third world countries, not something that happens in American today.

The Inevitable Forces of Revolution

Change is an inevitable force. It is something that is inescapable and unstoppable. Generations of men have tried to change this world, whether out of greed or compassion. And this simple fact cannot be better shown than in this plea. A plea not to my own people, but one for generations yet to be, in the vague hope that history will not repeat itself. For it is often said that those who do not known history, are doomed to repeat it. Mighty empires have fallen due to their ignorance of this golden rule. And the great nation I once knew was no exception to this aphorism.

My father once told me of a world where freedom was a basic right, you could speak whatever you wished, pray to the god that you most desired, and choose the leader that would make the fundamental decisions for your nation. However, I was only a child when these trivial guidelines for a country, fell through to greed and the abuse of power. The sad truth though, is that freedom did not fall to the sound of cannons and bullets, but to the sound of praise for a man seen as a savior, a redeemer for a country already in shambles. And as I stare into the dark valley before me, I realize that this savior brought no hope to this once great nation built on the souls of rebellious, yet moral men. He promised change, and change he has brought. This whole valley once prospered on the concept of capitalism, but now all you can see is the smog brought upon by the factories that do not make goods for the people, but for it’s own greedy government.

Freedom of the press has seized to exist in this vacant land. This is evident by the crumbling, rust embedded metal cages that once were television and radio towers on the mountain I stand upon. Each one has slowly fallen victim to the annual rainstorms that so frequently ravage this barren land. Today, the “American dream” is truly a dream, for robots cannot dream, only carry out the commands that its owners program them to do. We were given hope of education, healthcare, and advancements in science. But we have no money to fund such things for they have declined on the list of necessities set up by our governing body. Other countries have taken notice of our weariness and have started to take advantage of it. This has caused our government to set up an extensive amount of establishments for the soul purpose of producing weapons, tanks, ammunition, anything to defend our homeland from the free world. In our own arrogance we have cut off all contact with our former allies. Yet the irony is that the pride we have in our country is only a deceitful mask that covers up our fear for what we have become.

There are seldom talks of revolution though. Spoken only in secret out of fear of detection. It started out as an idea, but it quickly grew in frequency. Riots began to take place, and are now occurring on a daily basis, their flames leave scars upon this already burnt valley. I personally, do not like violence as a means to obtain what you want. And I have long used words to persuade my countrymen, but what good are words to a government that will not listen? My people have roused themselves from their socialistic slumber and are at last demanding their rights that generations before them have taken for granted. Revolutions are things that cannot be stopped, for revolutions symbolize change. Revolutions are drastic and immediate changes, and without change, the human race would have disappeared long ago. In front of me I see a crevasse of people that have been oppressed by their leadership for too long. Behind me however, are forces of these same people that are willing to take action and defend their beliefs. Wars cannot be won after one battle; this is common knowledge, yet I do not plan on simply scaring Congress, or what is left of it, with threats of violence and change. One act of resistance will not cause anything to happen, for this country was founded on the strategies of revolution, and it took many tries and much patience to gain its independence from a country that oppressed it. And with that, I will leave you with a Proverb, not only to whomever reads this, but also as a note to the government that I have come to despise, and to the people that will one day overthrow them, and restore this nation back to its former glory. “Better to be patient than powerful; better to have self-control than to conquer a city. We may throw the dice, but the Lord determines how they fall”-Proverbs 16:32-33