Youthful zeal fans sparks of unrest
To flames as the jaded protest.
They throng to the square
To challenge the chair
With a stare
To the West.
Unarmed, undeterred, they dare bring
To light fervent hopes for the spring.
The peaceful crusade
Designed to persuade
Draws the blade
Of Beijing.Red tide swallows the dead and maimed,
Drowns voices, erases those named.
Unmoved by their fate,
Cold eyes of the State
Watch and wait,
Copyright © 2016 by Elizabeth Spencer Spragins