From the River to the Sea

The revolution will not be televised

Yet genocide is being livestreamed before our eyes

Every day getting desensitized

To Palestinian fathers kissing their martyred children goodbye


How can a people be so dehumanized?

Kids with hopes and dreams 

dismissed as human shield casualties 

Thousands of kidnapped hostages like Ahed Tamimi

Held captive by the racist Zionist entity  

Refugee camps in people's own homeland 

reduced to rubble for settler land grabs  

Israel gaslighting to excuse the horror

“That's not a hospital just a Hamas headquarter”

And anyone who is a critic?

Is just an   ti-Semitic…


Its time for the international working masses to heed 

the horn blaring the words of Ghassan Kanafani

“To see the Palestinian cause as one for every revolutionary”

Learning from the historical legacies of the PFLP and scientific socialist praxis 

To clearly identify and strike our enemies

Israel 

Zionism

And world imperialism

Three heads of one beast

And us masses residing in empires belly

Are getting ready to claw our way out by any means necessary 

Because the last will be first according to Mathew 20:16 

divine decolonial prophecy 

Building the forces of unity we need 

To sabotage the U.S. war machine 

From Palestine to the Philippines

For now a ceasefire 

Until we seize this whole capitalist world empire 

So that “Never again” means 

No more Nakbas for anybody

And from the river to the sea…

The wretched of the earth will be set free

From the shackles of settler colonial imperialism indeed


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