Essay:Capital Gotta capital and others poems

Capital Gotta capital

Capital gotta expand.

the brilliant, the foolish

The open and closed hand

the humble writer and the Henry Ford

Whatever human tender let it grow

it will

till no longer the pain can slow

I dub my internet poem 'Capital Gotta capital'

(The last 'c' is lowercase)

While the Amerikan Empire Lives

While the amerikan empire lives there can be no peace for socialists.

While american imperialism lives no socialist movement is safe.

This is the principal contradiction of our time.

Trotsky's Up to Plotskis

Trotsky, Trotsky, what a prick,

He was quite thick;

And he worked with the FBI,

But workers are clever, this does not fly,

All children know this is bad realpolitik.

Marxism-Leninism with Mechanicus Characteristics

From the moment I understood the weakness of liberalism, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of Stalin. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Marxism-Leninism.

Your kind cling to your capitalism, as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude political-economy that you call the 'end of history' will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for Lenin is immortal…

Even in death I serve the people.

Self Criticism (Self Crit)

I did my self-crit,

So I can take your shit;

To live is to struggle;

To struggle is to fight and juggle;

I'm full of communist grit.