To poison the mind and brain
And heart
The hidden strategy and agenda of the CPI(M) party
Packed with bosses
Secretaries and committee members
Politicking.
I mean the Reds
Gone berserk, on the rampage,
The mad dog-bitten men,
Seeing colour in it all,
You say it,
Is politics all?
They are the party men
From the party men
Sleeping, eating and drinking there,
To read the People's Paper their work,
To take meat and wine,
To do commonmanly love and friendship.
Live together and think together,
We are the communists
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