Those we need now are warrior artists,
poets with the hearts of urban guerrillas,
who know how to create and fight in equal measure;
who understand Che’s dictum that
revolution is an act of love;
who can also use Musashi’s teaching
that the pen/brush must be held
in balance with the sword.
For we are going into battle,
and this is no time
to sit proudly in your kitchen
cultivating your moustache.
The moment in history has come
when poetry must be a weapon of love,
a bomb planted in the heart of the enemy.