The Cpi(M) Is The Worst Of All Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Cpi(M) Is The Worst Of All



The hidden agenda and the strategy
Of the CPI(M)
Is hatched in party offices
Of dedicated and devoted do or die party men,
Rebels and revolutionaries
As comrades and cadres
And they keep hatching conspiracies,
Involved in whisperings,
Spying cases.

How to mark the non-communists,
How torture,
Heckle and harass them
Their first job?
Share you all with them,
They as your mothers and fathers,
The Godfathers,
The supermen
With super brains.

Friday, November 7, 2014
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