Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
Putin's Witch Hunt Hooligan Crimes - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
under leader Vladimir Putin
criminal thief must be in jail
men like Mikhail Khodorkovsky
who take an anti-party stand
Putin's Stalinized words
ring dictatorship hollow
as everyone who now lives
in Putin's spun cage knows
thieves in our resurrected
Russia don't exclusively
belong in a jail sentenced
they belong in government
thieves strut in and around
their power base Kremlin
every official high and low
steals steals steals we know?
reaping sly political party line
means not ending up in prison
golden eggs government laid
means choice owning a chunk
of Cyprus Nice or London town
purchase power stems ultimately
from good political calculations
modern 'Gulag' is said to mean
the entire Soviet repressive system
the set of procedures that prisoners
once called the state 'meat-grinder'
the arrests the KGB interrogations?
the transport in unheated cattle cars
forced labor destruction of families
the years spent if survived in exile
the early political unnecessary deaths
beware beware beware Vladimir
with his witch hunt hooliganism
charges Putin's 'regime routinely
jails dissident journalists activists'
Vladimir Putin has his victims
display sit in glass walled cages
any brave citizens who V. Putin
deems dissidents who speak seek
to 'undermine Russian democracy'
Putin's refusal to tolerate dissents
in his new six-year term as president
means any all criticism of V. Putin?
Putin's Stalinized hooliganism is
actually a maximum seven years
Pussy Riot sentence 2 years lenient
Pussy Riot achieved martyr status!
Putin faces dilemma of the tyrant
played in blood throughout the ages
dilemma now foreign policy playing
in Syria in revolt dark bloody form
principle politic relaxation risks
being taken as a sign of weakness
punishment hard too heavy-handed
could crime embolden opponents?
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