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527 B
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39 lines
527 B
Plaintext
Song of the New Man
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What do you and I,
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We will do,
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take clay
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for the new man.
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His blood will come
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of all bloods,
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erasing the centuries
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of fear and hunger.
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By arm, a rifle;
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by light, look,
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and with the idea
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one leaning bullet.
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And where love,
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a cry hidden,
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millions of ears
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will be receptive.
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Their cry will
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war and victory,
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as clappers
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heralding the glory.
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And heart
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this man give
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that of the guerrilla
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we all know.
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What do you and I
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(Per arm, a rifle),
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We will do
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(For light eyes);
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take clay:
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It is early morning. 1967 |