At The Raising Of The Red Flag Over Saint Petersburg

Too frightened of the persons we could be,

we chose the gathering collectively

titled "the people," all comrades who are

led---guided---and compelled by the Red Star

(despite some Party factions which are fickle).

We strike the hammer hard and swing the sickle

wide, in our labors---factory and farm;

and each of Lenin's slogans is a charm

that keeps us ever chasing his ideal

(discarding such emotions we might feel

in private), with the struggle to conceal

questions and problems much too grimly real.

The little that we are allowed to know

comes from our benefactor, Uncle Joe.

 

Starward

 

[jlc]

 

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