One rebel made dissident mini-zines in his parents’ basement,
and left them in laundromats, buses and trains.
One rebel attended antiwar demonstrations for decades,
getting arrested eleven times.
One rebel carried a sharpie with him everywhere
and wrote “the tv is lying to you” in bathroom stalls.
One rebel left the cult and never looked back,
no matter how much her family begged her.
One rebel taught her children to never let anyone tell them who they are,
simply giving them the tools to form themselves from infancy.
One rebel opened his eyes in meditation
and saw a different world than when he’d closed them.
One rebel awakened the latent energy in her spine
and used it to clear ancient conditioning patterns.
One rebel shot a powerful documentary
about men who murder dolphins.
One rebel uploaded videos for years
calling the bastards what they are day after day after day.
One rebel finally stopped believing her mother’s lies,
saying, “This pain stops with me. I will heal.”
One rebel made street art that changed people forever,
unable to uproot the strange seeds that were planted.
One rebel taught his children how to love the wild outdoors,
and then taught his grandchildren, too.
One rebel painted “No War” on the side of the opera house.
One rebel cracked an egg on a Senator’s skull.
One rebel held up a sign saying “You’re Perfect”
because all the other signs say “You’re imperfect but I can fix you for money”.
One rebel held a pendulum and dowsed her way through life,
ignoring all the voices that demanding she obey the dictates of fear.
One rebel invented an important vaccine and didn’t patent it.
One rebel danced in supermarkets.
One rebel danced on graves.
One rebel made you feel like you are just fine as you are.
One rebel chalked “Eternity” onto sidewalks.
One rebel painted chewing gum blobs.
One rebel held your hand.
One rebel hugged an AIDS victim.
One rebel let you speak.
One rebel demanded to live for free on the planet she was born on.
One rebel published unredacted documents on the most powerful people in the world.
One rebel invented the internet and gave it to the people for free.
One rebel tore up a picture of the Pope.
One rebel left her abuser.
One rebel said “I believe you” when no one else would.
One rebel said “I saw that!” when everyone else was pretending they didn’t.
One rebel said “No, I won’t do that” and lost his job.
One rebel stood up and walked out of a board room meeting.
One rebel stopped feeling guilty for being born.
One rebel told his mom when the bad man touched him.
One rebel believed her son and went to war with the Church.
One rebel vandalized the anti-homeless device.
One rebel scribbled “Sorry” across the sky.
One rebel stopped feeling bad about the things he couldn’t control.
One rebel switched his TV off.
One rebel refused to hate the Russians.
One rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, and one rebel, formed a union and went on strike.
One rebel said “No” and she stopped the sentence there.
One rebel bought up land and gave it back to the jungle.
One rebel released all the secrets.
One rebel dissolved the patent system
and left the wealthy manipulators scrambling to come up with their own ideas.
One rebel discovered free energy and gave it to the world for free.
One rebel released the secret to self-regeneration and made the pharmaceutical industry redundant.
One rebel became truly happy in her own skin and became impossible to manipulate.
One rebel lost hope.
One rebel restored it.
The rebels shook the foundations in all different ways,
The rebels walked together over the horizon of our limitations
arm-in-arm into the wild unknown.
I can see all their faces.
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