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our future. They sucked our blood, went on the haj pilgrimage
and ate until they were ready to burst. May they get no benefit
from stealing the daily bread of our children.

They hid their ignoble nature behind the curtain of Allah.
But they could not, their true face came through when they

launched their coarse and tyrannical attacks on us. They called
you rabble and looters. With one tyranny after another they ate
and drank the fruits of your labour. They did not forget to commit
to memory that you are the enemy.

You, that is the ruffians, knew no other road. You understood
that they were reaching their hands towards your labour and
bread, your most noble values. And you entered into battle for the

sake of your labour. You were not inclined to lies and deceit. You
did not covet property. You gave what you had to the fight. You
laid claim to your own labour. And by resisting you won...

Today you are writing a legend about both producing and ad-
ministering yourselves, about resisting and producing. You laid
claim to your labour, bread and toil by resisting. You did not say
all right to those who took your rights and you are fighting for the
future of your children.

This is a first, it is true… And it will not be the last. As the
poem says, you are “those who create”. And you are aware that
you create. You support what you have created and will continue
to do so. With the new ground that you broke, you add an exam-
ple to the struggle for rights of all workers.

It is labour that makes human beings what they are. It is the
work of great humanity to support your own labour. As such a

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