The apple of my revolution

Can you explain the workings
of a rancid apple

To the stingray that glides
Past the bluefish?

Can you write your essay
With words that

Slide and tremble at the
mention of a child?

And will that sink the boat?

“The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe. You have to make it fall.” – Che Guevara
“A revolution is not a dinner party, or writing an essay, or painting a picture, or doing embroidery.” – Mao Tse Tung