inspired beyond the reach of the moon on a clear night

Everyone should do some research on the Zapatista National Liberation Army (EZLN). No, they aren't ninjas (you'll understand if you look at pictures of them). I wrote these about them and their struggles. I may combine the two and make them one.

"When We Wake"

From out of this jungle we come
And we stand at the edge of town
Holding our hearts so tight
And we paint the town red and black in the night
As we scream "Enough is Enough!"

Brothers and sisters, we die to live
And we remember why we do this
It's "Everything for everyone and nothing for ourselves"
And as everyone dreams
We are waking up

"City Limits" (inspired by Subcomandante Marcos, after reading a chapter of Our Word is Our Weapon.)

Look out the window and see past the buildings. Look further, past the open road and clears skies. Look to the end of town, the city limits. There you find the dead, living while dying, dying to live in order to protect their rights. They give their lives. For some, death being a last resort, for others, the only. Fighting for the future, learning from their past as the words "Enough is Enough" escape from their lips. Slowly finding themselves waging a war because injustice prevails at their expense. They hear the wind change and it calls their name. A call to action. They become the nameless and the faceless. This is the future, brothers and sisters.