Sing, as in Madrid the rifle-shots
      were drowned by voices singing, hearts made warm
      from acts of self-defence, the baricades
      thrown up with kitchen pots
      and mattresses, confessionals and cots
      against the onslaught of machine-gun storm.
      Sing, sing out ! as lines collapse, re-form
      as bombs hiss past, explosion blots
      the screaming child-- all Europe falling now.
      Sing, till the crumbling ruin of our world
      becomes a stanping-ground for brotherhood:
      Sing till the barricades of life are hurled
      against oppression--sing till banners blaze
      in one imperishable cry unfurled!