tension builds as the only
sound
is the quiet clash of metal
and boots
and now and then an order
barked
at the bullies in the drab
green suits
military thugs with their dogs
and clubs
spreading through the poblacion
hunting whoever still has
a voice
sure that everyone will run
they come in strong but it's
not that long
before they know it's not
so easy to leave
to keep a million homeless
down takes more
than a strong arm up your
sleeve
at the crack of dawn the first
door goes down
snapped off a makeshift frame
in a matter of minutes the
first rock flies
barricades burst into flame
first mass rings through smoke
and gas
day flowers out of the night
creatures of the dark in disarray
fall before the morning light
bells of rage -- bells of hope
as the 10 year night wears
down
sisters and brothers are coming
home
to see the Santiago dawn
Santiago sunrise
see them marching home
see them rising like grass
through cement
in the Santiago dawn
i got a dream and i'm not alone
darkness dead and gone
all the people marching home
kissing the rush of dawn
Santiago sunrise
see them marching home
see them rising like grass
through cement
in the Santiago dawn
(SANTIAGO, 12/83)
Marco Giunco |
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