Ni Jose Maria Sison Ang gerilya ay tulad ng makata Matalas sa kaluskos ng mga dahon Sa pagkabali ng mga sanga Sa mga onda ng ilog Sa amoy ng apoy
Ni Jose Maria Sison March 30, 1994 Minsa’y sabik ang puso Sa mangga kung saan ang mansanas Sa orkidya kung saan ang tulipa Sa init kung saan maginaw Sa mabundok
Ni Jose Maria Sison March 1, 1982 Masdan ang tulang may talim Matibay at sintalim ng labaha Malamig at kumikinang na pilak Sa liwanag o sa dilim. Tingnan kung paano
Behold the bladed poem Tensile and razor-sharp Cold and glinting silver In the light or dark. See how the blackbird Of a hilt flies Bedecked with pearls On the firm
By Jose Maria Sison 15 August 1978 I love the green expanse of ricefields, The sunlight that strikes it reveals The myriads of golden beads. I love the sturdy stand
By Jose Maria Sison 15 June 1978 Gathered by the oppressive heat Heavy clouds darken all beneath But thunder and lightning proclaim A new season of growth in the rain.
By Jose Maria Sison 10 April 1978 The enemy wants to bury us In the dark depths of prison But shining gold is mined From the dark depths of the
By Jose Maria Sison 26 December 1993 In the bitterness of winter The giant oak stands erect, A hundred years old, A tower of countless seasons. The mayflies of summer
