Revolutionary Poems/Any Poet

[andresG]

I want to start a collection of revolutionary poetry. I will start it off with this:



Credo del Ché

por Roque Dalton



El Ché Jesucristo

fue hecho prisionero

después de concluir su sermón en la montaña

(con fondo de tableteo de ametralladoras)

por rangers bolivianos y judíos

comandados por jefes yankees-romanos.

Lo condenaron los escribas y fariseos revisionistas

cuyo portavoz fue Caifás Monje

mientras Poncio Barrientos trataba de lavarse las manos

hablando en inglés militar

sobre las espaldas del pueblo que mascaba hojas de coca

sin siquiera tener la alternativa de un Barrabás

(Judas Iscariote fue de los que desertaron de la guerrilla

y enseñaron el camino a los rangers)

Después le colocaron a Cristo Guevara

una corona de espinas y una túnica de loco

y le colgaron un rótulo del pescuezo en son de burla

INRI: Instigador Natural de la Rebelión de los Infelices

Luego lo hicieron cargar su cruz encima de su asma

y lo crucificaron con ráfagas de M-2

y le cortaron la cabeza y las manos

y quemaron todo lo demás para que la ceniza

desapareciera con el viento

En vista de lo cual no le ha quedado al Ché otro camino

que el de resucitar

y quedarse a la izquierda de los hombres

exigiéndoles que apresuren el paso

por los siglos de los siglos

Amén.




(Natalia, isn't this interesting! It also compares Che to Jesus Christ)

[BOZG]

I haven't got the time to go look for the words to these poems but anything by 2Pac is amazing. Poems like 'Can U C The Pride In The Pantha', 'In The Event of My Demise' and 'U R Ripping Us Apart' are great. If you want to read more of his poems, search for 'Tupac Shakur - The Rose That Grew From Concrete' and make sure it's the book and not the music album of the same name.

[liderDeFARC]

Very nice poem, very moving. Excellent comparison, made by Roque Dalton. Andres i will use this in my beginning and terrible fight with tun tun tun tun ....... my grandmother!

[Alejandro C]

Tupac's poems are really well written and really show his love for people as well as his frustration with this U$ government and his holler for change.

[Naive]

I love Pablo Nerudas "The invisible man". It's about 3 pages long, so I didn't post it here, but its one of my favourites.

[andresG]

Comrades, I am disapointed that almost no one has posted any poems or their response.

[Alejandro C]

I don't know if this counts as a revolutionary poem, but it is one of my favorites.

AMERICA
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can't stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don't feel good don't bother me.
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I'm sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?
I'm trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I'm doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for
murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there's going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right.
I won't say the Lord's Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over from Russia.

I'm addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.

Asia is rising against me.
I haven't got a chinaman's chance.
I'd better consider my national resources.
My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals
an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and
twentyfivethousand mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in
my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic.

America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his
automobiles more so they're all different sexes
America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
America Sacco Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they
sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party
was in 1935 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have been a spy.
America you don're really want to go to war.
America it's them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers.
Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
I'd better get right down to the job.
It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.

-Allen Ginsberg 1956

[andresG]

allen ginsberg/ good poet
im glad someone is responding to my call for poems

[red senator]

There is one called "The Socialist ABC," I don't have it with me but i found it with a bunch of other socialist poetry after a google search for the same.

I don't think that 2-pac is really that good though. I have his book (damn $25 was too much for that simple stuff) and I think it is very simple and repietitive in it's lack of creativity. The pride in the panther poem is good, but there really isn't much to it. There are really good poets, and even though they may be old dead and white, they were still master poets and I think that a random poem from Gerard Manley Hopkins or Theodore Roethke is much better and more worthwhile than the whole collection of Tupac poetry, even if it isn't revolutionary.

[Dan Majerle]

Are we forgetting possibly the greatest poem ever! And i'm not talking about Lord Byron! Ernesto Che Guevara. The poem he wrote before he was about to depart to Cuba that was dedicated to Fidel. It describes his as the "Ardent prophet of the dawn" and goes on from there. I was going to use that phrase as my name on this forum but it was to long and didn't fit. The poem is printed in full in Jon Lee Anderson's Che Guevara biography. I love it so much. There is also another poem printed in that book that is about an old lady who Che was looking after when he was younger and staying in Bolivia i think. Old Anna or something like that and describes how the system killed her.
Comrades please write out these poems and others by Che and others by other revolutionaires. Also try the Cuban Communist poet Nicolas Guiella or something, i havent' read any of his works but he is meant to be good.

[Al Fidai]

March onwards without delay
your sacrifice has sanctified your soul
no pain for you after this day
once again you shall be made whole
no foul sights shall offend your eyes
no vulgarities you shall hear
you have attained the greatest goal
so to your lord draw near.......j miller

dedicated to Amir khattab and all the matyrs of chechnya,bosnia.palestine,khashmir and all the others

[peaccenicked]

There is a poetry section here
I love Brecht in particular
http://www.geocities.com/paulanderson9/nex...xtpage/edu.html (http://www.geocities.com/paulanderson9/nextpage/edu.html)

[Mac OS Revolutionary]

Woohoo! I'm currently doing a school assignment of revolutionary peotry. *JACKPOT*