Comrade

 

You hold up your banner bright, your head

Unbowed, as you march upon the cold hard ground,

From which lies the coffins of the red,  dead;

And yet,

Not to the works that you find profound.

 

You are not just the proletariat, but more so than that,

The middle classes’ chosen few that are the very same

Soil of your comrades who followed you into combat

Who bled the same blood, and shared your pain.

 

And still

There are many that flaw your name,

Glorious and a deep hue of bold scarlet, the sneer

From the black eyes of the traitor that rains the shame

Upon your red and yellow frontier.

 

Who is true and who is not, the very question

Is shouted out from the tenacious and  the brave

 But soon all is lost, along with the expression,

As in come the oppression, wave by wave.

 

The corrupted disguise themselves and they strike

Poisoning our sacred knowledge and our truth,

Portraying us a falsehood that we are so unlike,

Poisoning the idea of liberty we teach our youth.

 

We have suffered long and suffered hard, but!

We have not fallen  to their power!

No matter how many of us they try to cut,

Well still fight, by the name, and on the hour

 

We must remember Lenin and the heroes, our

Most ungodly messiahs who were born from the Earth,

To teach justice, equality and  bless us with the red star

But not be disillusioned or our morals will become dearth.

 

So you just utter that simple word, and I will

Be there to side you so our word of red is spread

Though bleed we might, And we’ll fight this until

We too join our brothers and sisters, the dead,

In the cold hard ground.

 

Author's Note

This is a poem for my mum, my granddad, my friends, and the people who I grew up with as someone born into a Communist culture. I'm going to do a series of writings on growing up raised in Communists in what is very similar to a Religious community. Anyway, this is a poem dedicated to the true pioneers of Left-wing politics, not like those sickening National Bolsheviks, or the corrupt politicians (cough cough, I'm looking at you, Stalin and Mao).
Anyway, I doubt this will be popular, but if someone can post a poem about Religion, I can post a poem about leftism. :)

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

You write with such a powerful sense of history and destiny, capturing so well the soul of those who gave their lives for the cause of creating a better world. I cannot say this enough of your writing, but you have a brilliance and depth about your words that create vivid, unforgettable images and emotions. Profound!

Craig

[Helen Woodward]

Amen to your call of solidarity! When Lenin died and was replaced by stalin all hell broke loose...from what I was told by my father who was in a Nazi prison camp (non-Jew worker) You are very brave writing this considering communism is tantamount to betrayal in the USA. I confess to not knowing much about it though.
A gripping and passionate read...
Helen :-)

[JP thinks the WC is apt..]

Wow, this is a very rousing, radical call-to-arms. I'd say this captures perfectly the sense of brotherhood, righteous indignation, and people power that drives the socialist movement. The poem marches, flies a flag and pumps a fist and the imagery is brave and romantic. I have my own issues with Communism but we needn't go there. Your poem has won me over.

P.S: Thanks for the kind review.

[Omar]

Emilyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! I miss you like HELL. Miss you miss you miss you miss you!!!
There's one thing I always point out in your poetry which makes me, well, jealous. It's your ability to compile all your ideas into this one theme. And, I've said this before, filmmaking seems to fit you perfectly (and it's something I'll hopefully be studying next year) because you can always create this beautifully embellished full package, almost like a movie.
As for the poem, well, I won't dwell on the topic of communism, I hate anything related to politics really, what's happening in Lebanon, the sectarianism here eating this country up, is a good enough political dose for me, but I can show nothing but respect for you and your commitment to your cause.
I applaud you babe ;)
Love you honey, stay as you are.

O

[Blue Sky]

You have a wonderful way of expressing
this excellent piece of yours, and even
though views may be different than yours,
it doesn't make your work any less
nor degrading for that matter

The content can be controversial
opposing others from their own beliefs
We have the liberty to express
our own beliefs, our own views.
You did a wonderful creation here
one of your own culture
Expressions of what you
were taught to believe!
And this is you,
your piece speaks for itself.
Tremendous effort! Well done!!