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The document contains three poems describing nighttime guerilla warfare. The first poem describes guerillas owning the nighttime roads without lights as the enemy is near. The second poem discusses how countless struggles imbue the rifle a young warrior clutches, after it was once cold and without emotion. The third poem reiterates that guerillas stand on the road tonight.

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Poems

The document contains three poems describing nighttime guerilla warfare. The first poem describes guerillas owning the nighttime roads without lights as the enemy is near. The second poem discusses how countless struggles imbue the rifle a young warrior clutches, after it was once cold and without emotion. The third poem reiterates that guerillas stand on the road tonight.

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At the gates, they stand As the tempest brews at night by the sea

Of the city of holies and- As the waves crash the walls of the city
Beasts - hold your steel! The gale heralds the coming of the dawn
Come and see, all you men and women!
He says, they go, yes Old and young, gentle yet with no daunt
Ironclad, ready for war Witness it spread from the mountains!
To astray, they go, yes
March 12, 2018
Prayers can't save you
From a hail of fiery tongues To Jo and the nameless martyrs
Clouds burning the lungs
Die nameless
Their seared bodies fall Yet never forgotten
Eyes, nose, lips charred speaking Buried under no sepulcher
"Willy did us all" Yet the monuments stand
On the hearts of men and women
The field was littered Courageous as you were
A thousand unnamed, unarmed The legacy, the testament
Undead – and they’ll rise Of your righteousness
Oh great martyrs of the movement
At the gates, they stand You deserved your rest and peace
Against the unholy Zion and- But let your will and memory
Beasts! They chant aloud Be with the relentless
For the revolution still has to triumph
From the river to the sea, Palestine will be
free April 13, 2018

April 14, 2018

Three Poems

Night every night


We march the highway, no lights
Guerillas own the road at night
Sleep not as the enemy’s nigh
Rest is a reward after the fray
Guerillas stand on the road tonight

***

Clutch tight the rifle given to you


Once cold and without trace of rue
Countless struggles now imbue
This weapon, as you gaze the iron
As you set your sights, young warrior
As you’ve marched the night, it is yours

***

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