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1 9 5 9 I Behind voice of guns Broken barricade of 1 9 5 9 Paved road for revolution Island locked in stock Against stomach seal with hunger Aristocracy eats on imperialist table Plantation of existence While life tear self bloodily Under with pain toil to death Earls before ‘5 9 And wardens of continent Barricade with philosophy Resources street leap for Like crawling ape for Stolen scrambles locked Holders before ‘5 9 Gangs of ward remnant Barricaded with stock guns But ‘5 9 tremble for fighters Heaven ice hearing voices Revolution in hose of guns Guns in farmers’ fingers Breaking wall of 1 9 5 9 Through arrow’s voice at front Fired at aristocracy before ‘5 9 Landlords, gangs, government And philosophy feeding fattest Earl’s fat getting fatter Than Island encamp for wardens Shipping better life banking While street rolled back suffering Drink saliva to kill thirst Life nail to cloud of death II Lesson must awaken consciousness Ov

A CONTINUED STRUGGLE DEMANDING 1O YEARS ENTITLEMENT The report of dock workers meeting

About ninety five dock workers from the five different sublet companies (Daisy Chain, Bluche, Biz Biak, Tobef etc) that are eight hundred and eighty six under ENL Consortium Nig. ltd gathered on 25 November, 2016 (Friday) to review the whole seven month old of their struggle, they workers have been demanding through peaceful and protest letters etc the private shipping company pay them their ten years unpaid benefit and arrears they worked for. Being there struggle have jump in-to the lane of legal battle with ENL, the workers agitation over this matter becomes more sharper in knowing what to do next to earn their victory. At the meeting that lasted for nearly two hours, there was a debate whether to procrastinate their weekly meeting till next year before their first court sitting on 22 February, 2017 between them Dock workers and ENL Consortium Nig. Ltd; or continued gathering together just the way it has been done for months now on discussing strategy to sustain their strug
'I am thinking to death In the casket of unforgiveness And can't be soften Be lenient to words When seen life edited Hang like roasted fish'