Victor Jara is a poet who says, “My guitar is neither the property of the rich nor their stooges”… The Chilean poet Jara sang his songs for the working class, for a world without exploitation. On September 11, 1973, a military fascist coup took place in Chile and five days later they cut him off from life. But they could not erase the mark he left on the world, they could not prevent him from being a source of inspiration for the struggling generations. Glad you lived, Jara, glad you sang!
