Revolutionary Smile
She had a smile that could spark a revolution
and when I want to describe happiness
I end up describing the way her eyes crease at the sides
and the way she sticks her tongue between her teeth
despite the fact that they're a little crooked
Negativity a flavor never to touch her lips
And when we talk I'm left with visions of a better future
One we collectively could bring
With our revolutionary smiles
because what bad
could ever come from such good
if we all flashed those revolutionary smiles
once in a while
the world would know more peace
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world
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