Select poems from the work of journalist, analyst and digital street philosopher Caitlin Johnstone .
Show Me An Old Rebel Do not show me a young rebel, whose eyes are bright and whose tail is bushy.
Young rebels are fine and good, but they are merely doing what the young are meant to do.
Show me an old rebel.
One who keeps punching when his hands are arthritic, when her hair is white, when his friends.
