Rojan Zét, revolutionist

Being asked to become Resident Poet on this café is an entry into the unknown for me, a challenge I feel honoured to accept, and a distinction I hope to do justice. Thank you, Arts Café.

The inspiration for "Revolutionist" comes from another poem seen on a wall during college years.

"If you want to be a stone then be a precious stone, If you want to be a flower then be a flower facing the sun, If it is a bird that inspires you then by all means be a white dove, But if you want to be a real human being, you must become a revolutionist."

- Author unknown

Revolutionist

Artwork by Rojan Zét

Splitting shadows in
a tingling jungle.
Mud sucking boots
between standing trees.
Butterflies wobble in
spots of sunshine through
rays floating dust split
by shadows in a
living trap.

Bullets splashing
between mangrove roots.
Boots sucking mud,
dust of blasted clay,
a golden spot of sun,
smoke in the air,
rays between shadows
catching the silent
butterfly, the trembling
leaf, the moving barrel,
the jerk of my head (cool
cheek) against the mud.

Only a scorpion hitting me
on the leg, while killer
scarecrows stalk us in
a quiet jungle, splitting
the shadows.

Rojan Zét