Individual crimes,
Layered with small scale massacres,
Is the game of the communist manicure:

Expel the dissidents,
Lockdown the borders,
Sever communication
For national sedation.

Freedom of speech
And political treats
Are laced with communist speak;

    Do as I say,
    Not as I do,
    Or face the terror
        of the communist zoo;

A boot to the throat,
A gun to the head,
    Or hung by your finger and left for dead

Is the peaceful pursuit that is communist-led.

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Communism by K. Saitta
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