We are multitudes the world over, millions everywhere;
in violent factories, sordid tenements, crowded cities;
in skies and seas and rivers, in lands everywhere…
We are multitudes the world over, millions everywhere;
in violent factories, sordid tenements, crowded cities;
in skies and seas and rivers, in lands everywhere…
We are nameless and all names are ours.
To the fascists we are the faceless enemy
My man in love
will not want to stereotype and standardize me
he will give me air, space
nourishment to grow and improve
like a revolution
Why the revolution–and the people’s army–in the Philippines has lasted all these years.