Ode To Robert Mathews by Marvin
Gustafsson, POW
Rest now my Silent Brother Your work on earth is
through, Your spirit lives in others Who carry on for you. The
flames you have kindled Burn brighter than the sun, To awaken the
sleeping brothers For work that must be done. From seeds that you
have planted A mighty forest grows, From guns of Aryan
Warriors Your story will be told, So rest now my Silent
Brother, Your crops are doing well, A million Aryan Warriors Are
blooming in your fields. When the guns are silent, And in Victory we
stand, The Spirit of Robert Jay Mathews Will live in every
man. |