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Comrade Commisar C'Roachmatov's Political Testament
"Far, far too little
"is the takeaway
"from a partying lickspittle
"now, and tomorrow like yesterday."
Written in the cell where they had kept
him briefly until Uncle Joe had stepped
on him, squashed like some crawling insect.
The Party, thus, disposes of its own elect.
Purges like this have their passing appeal
among the frigid, frozen who no longer feel
(many of whom found first careers in a
camp concentrated in Siberia).
Not one bit more compassionate, we are,
then when we shot the children of the czar.
Starward
[jlc]
