RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: RUSSIA
Don’t Give Up (for Navalny)
They gathered in the heart of winter
In the belly of the beast
Knowing they could lose their lives
Knowing they could lose their freedom
Knowing they could lose their jobs …
They gathered to say goodbye
The martyr would have approved
In the event of his death he said:
It’s simple. Don’t give up!
It’s simple. Don’t give in.
The monster is afraid of them
Why else would he murder him?
Why else grant his martyrdom?
If everything is fine behind the curtain
If everything is under control
If the people are truly satisfied
If the people are content
If the people understand the war
If the people want oppression
If the people do not want their rights
If the people love their leader
Why is he afraid?
He is afraid the people love Navalny
He is afraid their love for him is false
He is afraid they see through his lies
He’s afraid they are not happy
He’s afraid of the martyr’s widow
He’s afraid of Navalny’s followers
He’s afraid they will rise
He’s afraid they will not give up
He’s afraid they won’t give in
