"Fighting Back!"
(A poem for a proletarian nation)
Scorned by hostile forces
Trying to be beaten by old terror
Making them cling further to the struggle
As through the red sun comes a new order
The red sun shines with its radiant rays
A symbol of becoming and of light
Over the east with the future lies
Trumping against the rotten as hope realise so bright
The order will try to exorcise as in the past
Be it word or gun, through deceit or deny
But the people long oppressed had enough of their spite
And through the dawn broke all binding chains, tools into arms, breaking fight!
Like a spark comes a ricefield fire their anger paved to rage
Nevermind pain or death for avenge is the message
As morning breaks darkness, fear comes to the hostile forces
By those trying to be beaten, now unshackled and armed
For this let the people be enlight and struggle
And carry forward the task and goals for the people
All against the order's deceit and trickery
All against the order's ever prevailing tyranny
And let justice prevail in farm and factory
And should steel and unite
That is, through mind and sinew, blood and thought.