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1896

(Cry Freedom)
by Aurelio Alvero
The cry awoke Balintawak! All the tombs of slave and sire
And the echoes answered back… Broke to voice that great desire…
“Freedom”! “Freedom”!
All the four winds listened long
To the shrieking of that song…. I heard it from the makers of the
“Freedom”! brooms…
I heard it from the weavers at their
I heard it from the planters in the looms…
vales… I heard it from the smoking smithy
I heard it from the traders tying bales… rooms.
I heard it where the fishers strike their “Freedom”!
sails…
“Freedom”! From the temples, from the shrines,
From the bosom of the mines…
Every poet struck his lyre “Freedom”!
With those burning notes of fire…
“Freedom”! Kris and bolo flashed in light,
Thunder-voices air did smite…
All the women knelt to pray “Freedom”!
In their hearts that frenzied lay…
“Freedom”! Muscles sound and spirit strong
Broke the chains with metal song.
E’en the children and the old “Freedom”!
Took to arms and shouted bold
“Freedom”! I heard it in the bullet’s whine and roar…
I heard it in the farthest islet shore…
I heard it from the huskers’ neath the I heard it and shall hear it ever more…
trees… “Freedom”!
I heard it from the divers of the sea…
I heard it from the pounders in the
leas…
“Freedom”!

All the people raised the cry


Fearing not to bleed or die…
“Freedom”!

Up the mountain, down the plain,


Louder, louder rang the strain
“Freedom”!

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