Bu-lat-lat (boo-lat-lat) verb: to search, probe, investigate, inquire; to unearth facts Volume 2, Number 44 December 8 - 14, 2002 Quezon City, Philippines |
THE
GUERILLA IS LIKE A POET The
guerilla 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
guerilla 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
guerilla 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
guerilla 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. 1968
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