The Revolution , when it comes , will show you stars in daylight .
It will scare the living daylights out of you .
The Long March is on ,but Joy is never precluded,
And Food is always a celebration .
In Simdega’s Forest , the Mahua trees bleed
fresh red leaves under a brazen sky,
The flowers plumping raisin- like to make Mahua Wine ,
The Sal leaves , strong, green and round ,form cups and plates to serve food on .
Community Resistance and Mobilisation for Revolution can be intoxicating .
A Long March to build solidarities and mobilise resistance for the Revolution
Is exhilarating – and it makes you hungry .
Marching with the comrades , uphill and down dale ,
Singing songs of the Revolution opens your heart and your mind
And sharpens your appetite for knowledge, for Victory – and for food and drink .
The Resistance March is the Aperitif of Revolutionaries.
She says : “ I live , breathe , eat , drink , sleep and dream Revolution , and nothing but Revolution . “