String ‘Em All Up Like Mussolini

Hordes of men storm
Our streets,
Right arms raised
In a salute to their
Drunk on irrational pride
Unforgivable hate,
They turn to face the
Barricades of resistance;
Casting glass and bile
Over the lines of armoured servants
Desperately trying to clear them a
Reaction breeds violence,
As rows of defiant workers
Duck for cover,
Dodging the blows from police and
Fighting to be the last ones standing
As attack
Follows attack
After attack,
Defiant in the face
Of fascism.



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