THE GUERRILLA IS LIKE A POET 1968, Jose Maria Sison "The guerrilla is like a poet Keen to the rustle of leaves The break of twigs The ripples of the river The smell of fire And the ashes of departure. The guerrilla is like a poet. He has merged with the trees The bushes and the rocks Ambiguous but precise Well-versed on the law of motion And master of myriad images. The guerrilla is like a poet. Enrhymed with nature The subtle rhythm of the greenery The inner silence, the outer innocence The steel tensile in-grace That ensnares the enemy. The guerrilla is like a poet. He moves with the green brown multitude In bush burning with red flowers That crown and hearten all Swarming the terrain as a flood Marching at last against the stronghold. An endless movement of strength Behold the protracted theme: The people’s epic, the people’s war." -Jose Maria Sison #DiMataloTalo #NPA50 #GuerillaIsLikeAPoet https://www.instagram.com/p/BvnJp2mBe0V/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n987zcdkfx2f