Happy birthday, the workers hero The one the capitalists fear, so Here's a letter from a socialist fan Who waves the flag whenever she can Because capitalism continues to fail The proletariat and inequality prevails.
You said it would not be simple To take control without a struggle. But you must turn in your grave When recession hits hard and they're Sold off the gas, water and oil. It's enough to make my red blood boil.
Zero hour contracts and the food bank. A legacy from the tories, who we thank For widening the gap 'tween rich and poor, Something you predicted 160 years before. Living labour. you said, fed the system That kept workers poor and in serfdom.
So listen up, you'll be pleased to hear Machines replace jobs, but do not fear For as the labourers are no longer able To spend, So these inventions make capitalism unstable.
So Karl, Marxism is your legacy And with it the death of democracy Cos there's one flaw in your philosophy Humans have an instinct for rivalry.
Take the game of Monopoly where the greedy Win power over the poor and needy. Thus even in a communist state Leaders emerge corrupt, and dictate.
Remember Russia under the Tsar's thumb Ripe for revolution and so become A place where workers took control But, the replacement is Lenin, a man with no soul.
Despite it all there is a desire To find a new way to live and acquire Fairness, equality and a voice To speak out for those who have no choice.
So happy birthday, and don't despair Cos there's plenty of folk who hope and care That the socialist principles you reveal Will one day soon, have popular appeal. I'm you're comrade, have no fear, I'll keep the red flag flying here!
I started running 16 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another way...to write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.
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