Surely Something has Gone Awry?There was a time not long ago, when we marched in line
To usher in the glorious new time,
When we strived to free every slave and serf
In every corner of this rotten earth,
It mattered not who called the shot
So long as they weren’t a dirty Trot.
But things are no longer sweet
We’ve drunk deep from the well of defeat,
Now there’s an awful rattle
And the redrawing of the lines of battle,
Once there was the workers and the Bourgeoisie
Now its Nationalists and Conspiracists and the damn Nazi.
Not everything’s changed though
Thousands worship Mao, Hoxha and even Uncle Joe,
Though I wonder how they can sleep
With the company they keep,
It seems that now that the Comrades are few
Some have started to blame the Jew.
It seems acquainting the Fascist with the pavement
Is a forgotten statement,
Others still hate the modern Boxwallah
They’ll gladly line up behind the Ayatollah,
Others yet so blinded in their hatred of the Yank
Will champion the Russian tank.