Two hundred and fifty molotovs,
for invitations to a flashmob-riot.
Score 10 experience and double your skill,
'Coz if you don't do it, Spackboy will.
Burn down the fascist furniture store
where your cousin once had a job,
upgrade gang rank to Asbo-king
and wait for your mobile to ring.
Pick up a Plasma and use with camera
score one thousand for the You-Tube clip:
six bravery points for your graffiti tag
and snagging that lamé Versace bag.
And nothing for shouting Benghazi,
or Cairo, or Hamah, or Tianamen.
Nothing for the look on the policeman's
face as he raises his baton again.

Comments
maggyvaneijk | August 9, 2011 - 20:59
Love the title and this is a thought-provoking piece.