Ensure that a foreign tyrant goes free.
We can protest, without a violent end
But of what value is our liberty?
He is a Socialist, therefore our friend.
Utopia is for another day
Democracy is far too us; too now.
You see, it must always be far away
In the doctrines of Lenin and Mao.
Their casual murder was justified
To guard the purity of communism
From the enemies at the gate, outside
From us – it was merely altruism.
Put on your t-shirt, comrade, take your side –
A fashionable kind of genocide.
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