You know, we need Lenin.
A Lenin. Not this talk about
organizing for peaceful protests,
the miracle of just showing up,
petitioning politicians -
ask the Chartists' shades,
that only brings defeat.
When the First and Fourth Estate
are one and the same, when
the masses are fed hate, ignorance
and poverty, when the world
is slipping into the abyss,
people who are pure and gentle
won't save it from the those
who are cruelty made manifest.
As much as pacifists inspire,
as much as they should be
the bright guiding star on our skies,
the imperfection of our species,
so far from Eden and Utopia,
so immature in our wonders,
dictates that it's still blood
that remakes the world
good or ill and we must
merely choose between
survival and the end.
27.04.2025
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