Poetry "My Book of Freedom"

Let the heavy iron shackles ring under my feet,

Let you raise the whip high,

I don’t need any confession,

Even if a bloody bayonet is pointed at the chest!

People cannot lower their noble heads.

Only those who are afraid of death can beg for "freedom";

What did the poison torture plan achieve?

Death cannot make me speak!

I laughed loudly in the face of death,

The devil's palace shook with laughter;

This is me - a Communist Party member Confession,

Sing a song of victory to bury the Chiang Dynasty.