Now Sing
NOW sing: the guards howling
beat him with obscentities.
….. But he did.
His legend is
He was singing
…………………. Venceremos
when they shot him.
Even for them, it was too much
They killed him,
they couldn’t kill him enough.
Victor Jara
…………… sin guitarra,
who’d held out with Blood stumps
……………………………………………… and sung.
by James Scully
from Poetry Like Bread
—Poets of the Political Imagination
from Curbstone Press, 1994