Modern red revolutionary poetry, the shorter the better! Something like "Prison Song" or something like that. Urgent! Urgent! ! !

1. "Prison Song"

Modern: Ye Ting

The door is locked for people to come in and out, and the hole is open for dogs to crawl away.

A voice shouted: Climb out, I will give you freedom!

I long for freedom, but I also know that——

How can a human body crawl out of a dog’s hole? I can only look forward to,

That day when the underground fire surges,

burn this living coffin with me, and I should gain eternal life in the fire and blood.

2. "My "Confessions""

Modern Times: Chen Ran

Let the heavy iron shackles ring under your feet, let you lift the whip Be high,

I don’t need any "confession", even if there is a bloody bayonet on my chest!

People cannot lower their noble heads. Only those who are afraid of death can beg for "freedom";

What can be achieved by poisoning and torture? Even death cannot make me speak!

I laughed loudly in the face of death, and the devil's palace shook in the laughter;

This is me - the "confession" of a Communist Party member, singing a song of victory Bury the Chiang Dynasty!

3. "Sit Through the Prison"

Modern Times: He Jingping?

In order to avoid the suffering of the next generation, we are willing to——

I would like to sit through this prison!

We are born rebels, and we want to turn this upside-down world around!

We must overthrow all this unreasonableness!

Today, we are in jail. What’s so strange about being in jail?

In order to save the next generation from suffering, we are willing to——

We are willing to sit through this prison!

4. "One Word"

Modern Times: Wen Yiduo

One sentence can bring disaster, one sentence can light a fire,

Even though it hasn’t been revealed for five thousand years, can you guess the silence of the volcano?

Perhaps I was possessed suddenly, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky

It exploded: "Our China!"

How can I say this today? ? If you don’t believe that iron trees can bloom,

then listen to this sentence: Wait until the volcano can’t help but keep silent;

Don’t tremble, stick out your tongue, stamp your feet, wait until there is a thunderbolt in the blue sky

An explosion: "Our China!"

5. "Dead Water"

Modern Times: Wen Yiduo

This is a The ditch is a hopeless stagnant water, and the breeze cannot blow any ripples.

It's better to throw away more scraps and scraps of scraps and scraps of food.

Maybe the copper will turn green into emerald, and a few peach blossoms will be embroidered on the iron can;

Let the grease weave a layer of silk, and the mold will steam out some clouds.

Let the stagnant water ferment into a ditch of green wine, filled with pearl-like white foam;

The small beads laughed and turned into big beads, and were bitten by the mosquitoes that stole the wine. .

Such a ditch of hopeless stagnant water can be said to be somewhat vivid.

If the frog can't bear the loneliness, then the stagnant water will sing.

This is a ditch of hopeless stagnant water. It is definitely not a place for beauty.

It is better to let ugliness cultivate it and see what kind of world it creates.