Queen of the demo

I saw her at a demo
Cargo pants and crop top
Hair done up in dreadlocks
She was definitely hot
She made my head turn
She made my passion burn
She may my heart beat
She made my knees weak
And she cried and shouted righteous things
She is an an angel when she sings
Slogans and protest songs
And I knew before to long
I would fall for for her
That I would be besotted
She had an activist mind just like mine
A intelligence that’s so sublime
A wit and common sense all of her own
She was a queen to me
And I will be happy to bow at her throne.