Why shall we have to go by
Whatever do they it,
All know it well
That the Reds are
But the revolutionaries and rebels,
Firebrand leaders and politicians
Making fiery speeches,
The hot brained people
But it does not mean it
That we too shall be hot brained,
We too shall be hotheads?
It will be sheer folly, military misadventure
To go into a tussle with them,
The people's army,
The comrades and cadres.
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