The Voice of the Times
 The voice of the times, arrives  Like a latent awakening  Towards the consistent people  That for justice fight;  Voice that resonates, gathering  Truths and optimism,  Whose ululating idealism  With its harmonius echo;  Awakening the yearned  Future of communism.  
 Its work is the human idea  That elevates and purifies.  It is the truth that gives life to  The equality of the lower class;  Ferrous verb that drills into  The proletariat conscience,  Breaking the millenial  Obstacle, of hate and rigour;  With which the opportunistic "Sir"  Is exploiting the pariah!...  
 Voice of Peace, encouraging  For the oppressed masses.  Arises thunderous to life  With the truth it hoards;  The redeeming preach  Will be its great ideal motto,  Bringing down the capital  That whips and enslaves;  Raising the great emblem  Of light, and brotherly love...  
 Sublime Voice that reflects  The cause of Anarchy,  Simbolizing harmony  Of lives that are more similar,  Overthrowing that complex  And treacherous society,  Where, the mud and meanness,  Dominate thoughtlessness;  Of the people without experience  That suffer, the injustice...  
 Vibrant Voice, persistent  That reverberates on the plain,  Takign to the pariah, the brother  The real justice;  Voice that brings us a new era  Of spiritual culture;  Awakening the proverbial,  Evolutionary push;  Towards the positive living  Of built-in humanism.  
 Praising Anarchy  That synthesizes fairness,  Love and fraternity,  Civilismo and democracy;  Combats autocracy  Of the false redeemers,  Scaring away the pains  Of the humble without shelter;  Demanding more rights,  Welfare, peace and love!...  
 And such stormy hurricane  Before the partisan it attacks,  Is the most acute ram  Against the adipose burgeois;  Will disturb the rest  Of the tyrants of evil.  Rising strong and foretelling,  Preaching the anarchism,  Consolidating the humanism  Of the Social Revolution!...  
Victoriano Tripodi.
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