I AS: REVOLUTIONARY

They were old still,

they were modern

They light up our lives by,

letting themselves burn

They were ancestors of,

depth and height.

They were one invariant,

fragmenting our lives.

Unskilled yet super-skilled,

they were.

An invention from fire to aerobats

Were without wire.

Emotions were stronger than words.

They're revolutionary without any worries.

Trying was their solo matra.

This is how they passed the ladders of fear.

Learning from experiments,

was all about their lives.

They came out bright,

from their dark hives.

-KALAMSEHEJKI

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