The Seeds Of Struggle - Poem by Vicente Añonuevo
In the countryside you where heard the poignancy in the heart of the
For every till of land the revolution was flourished
For every exploitations of the land lord it's sprung out the society...
A society which in accordance to the interest of all people.
And for every seeds of rice that blooms
We would see the grin from their faces
I am contented when I saw the happiness from their vultus..
Despite that they are suffering the exploitations
From the hands of the land lord...
And the basal of rage and hatred from the hearts of them
Will sprinkled the seeds of struggle for social transformation
And pave the building of a classless society.
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