When the group begins to fuse, like the storming of Bastille, its members experience a brusk resurrection of freedom - Sartre
It cuts red deep when I try
To immure it within nailing walls
Because it grows and grows
With an aching passion.
Poetry for the masses, in the language of the masses. 'LET A THOUSAND CHE GUEVARAS BLOOM.' All poems written by Alex Hash (100 poems till MUSHARRAF goes...)