Revolution

There was a village Above the hill Into the dark forest No light they ever seen They feared the light One day it happen so A child rubs the stick That burnt and gave light At his surprise, became bright Feared he, of his blindness But nothing happen to him It became a game for its mirth He determined to light the earth He called a ghastly to all children Away from the senior brethren All rubbed the stick that gave flame That burnt age old faith with no blame They called it a revolution They were revolutionary