The smoky cafes, the rebels gather ‘round
Their words as jazz with rhythm resound
Dance with defiance, hearts unchained, interlopers
united, views unexplained.
Beneath them flickering lights, seekers find release
the bohemian havens with souls finding peace.
their songs a rebellion, a voice set free
breaking the molds, spirits set free.
Society’s outcast for defying the norm, embracing the peculiar
where souls transform. Using worn-our journals where thoughts come alive. These
untamed expression with the truth being untied.
These visionaries recite being fearless and bold.
The foundations are reverberating with stories not told.
Going into the depths with where society’s fears reside.
Presenting those secrets that are deep inside.
With using their words as weapons and going out to defy the
norm. Questioning
the narratives in a world that is uniform. Howling with passion,
flame burning bright, kindling the spirits, and sparking the fight.
The conformity seeks to grasp, time to take a stand.
Divulge the unplanned, uncontrolled, and authentic.
Time to rupture this facade of mundane by being organic.
The rebels awakened souls breaking from the chains!
Voices howling and cutting through that night.
Time to spark the change, illuminate that insight.
Only in the best of spirit can a rebel find that might
Defy the confines, do what is right.