This unpublished poetry was written when Abu Omar was in Vietnam. The poems reflect his admiration of the Vietnamese Revolution.
On the Bank of Red River This is a rare audio clip for Abu Omar, reciting his own poetry. To listen, click the play button (Duration: 7:31). -
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All colonial domination Chose Danang a starting station Thought they would stay forever In the land of sea and river They have failed to discover Inner secrets of bamboo Hidden in the water mountain And the grass of hyven pass It remained to them…
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A guile as a ballet dancer Was the special unit's panther Graceful as a flying bird In close combat hand to hand ‘Tis not easy to perceive What good training can achieve The time was late Approaching eight The season fall The shadows tall Our luck…
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In Haiphong thought they’re strong Did not hear of Sister Tronng New Huns more perfidious With schemes quite insidious Bourgeois systems in decay Peoples progress would delay Hitching wagon to the lords Sought to rival Mongol hordes Giving rise to…
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Red Hanoi, Source of joy. Model for Revolution That for crisis Seeks solution. On the bank of Red River And the shores of West Lake To my love I pledged forever In the struggle to endeavor And my pledge I will not break. The great secret of my…
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In royal hue In Royal Hue Buhda’s way And Fuedal sway Were swept away. The French came back, Yanks in their track, To prevent break of dawn Their intent They could only postpone Great event. A poet’s dream So calm and serene, Ho’s early residence…
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From Saigon the filth is gone Yank and puppet have been thrown In one lump in history’s dump Masses are the winning trump On the day of liberation Hearts were filled with jubilation A new era’s ushered in Saigon now is Ho Chi Minh. In Cu Chi plain…
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