With tyrannical truncheons and brute batons
The oppressors have arrived.
Smothering everyone revolutionary
In the vapor of violence,
Entombing the fragile, fibrillating
Utopias of hope
In the tangled thicket of blood-drenched streets.
Is this your mightiness?
A mightiness which is merciless and meaningless.
A mightiness which grotesquely amputates and mutilates
The body of my fellow human beings to whet the brutal blade of profit.
We, the oppressed people, refuse to kowtow to this capitalist crudity
We, the oppressed people, just can’t serenely sit and guiltily watch
The division of world into bogus races,
And the destruction of human beauty by military might.
It’s time that we rebel against this unbearable injustice
Once and for all,
Let us rise against suffering and univocally unite.
~ Yanis Iqbal