The Voice of the Times
The voice of the times, arrives Like a latent awakening Towards the consistent people That for justice fight; Voice that resonates, gathering Truths and optimism, Whose ululating idealism With its harmonius echo; Awakening the yearned Future of communism.
Its work is the human idea That elevates and purifies. It is the truth that gives life to The equality of the lower class; Ferrous verb that drills into The proletariat conscience, Breaking the millenial Obstacle, of hate and rigour; With which the opportunistic "Sir" Is exploiting the pariah!...
Voice of Peace, encouraging For the oppressed masses. Arises thunderous to life With the truth it hoards; The redeeming preach Will be its great ideal motto, Bringing down the capital That whips and enslaves; Raising the great emblem Of light, and brotherly love...
Sublime Voice that reflects The cause of Anarchy, Simbolizing harmony Of lives that are more similar, Overthrowing that complex And treacherous society, Where, the mud and meanness, Dominate thoughtlessness; Of the people without experience That suffer, the injustice...
Vibrant Voice, persistent That reverberates on the plain, Takign to the pariah, the brother The real justice; Voice that brings us a new era Of spiritual culture; Awakening the proverbial, Evolutionary push; Towards the positive living Of built-in humanism.
Praising Anarchy That synthesizes fairness, Love and fraternity, Civilismo and democracy; Combats autocracy Of the false redeemers, Scaring away the pains Of the humble without shelter; Demanding more rights, Welfare, peace and love!...
And such stormy hurricane Before the partisan it attacks, Is the most acute ram Against the adipose burgeois; Will disturb the rest Of the tyrants of evil. Rising strong and foretelling, Preaching the anarchism, Consolidating the humanism Of the Social Revolution!...
Victoriano Tripodi.
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