I call for a revolution!

I call for a revolution!
Dissatisfaction and oppression reign,
The angst we feed off is controlling the action,
The anchor is snagged on the rocky outcrop.
 
I call for a revolution!
An internal mutiny will prevail,
Analyse the weak points, plan my manoeuvres,
The anchor is dragging on the sandy ocean floor.
 
I call for a revolution!
Crumble the walls of defence, attack the hierarchy of power,
Listen to the psychobabble of the unyielding empire,
Raise the anchor to forge on.
 
I call for a revolution!
The cannons are firing, missing their targets,
Rebounding, returning, impervious of intricate intention,
The anchor is up in the midst of the battle.
 
I call for a revolution!
The masses are rising, wielding their swords,
My fortress has fallen, the heart of the system exposed,
The anchor is up, and I am wounded, defeated and
drifting in open seas…