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Marxist Indoctrination and Mass Murder:
Three Poems 

First They Came

 

(the second and truer version)

 

"First They Came" (the first version) is a poem written by German Lutheran pastor Martin Niemöller. It is about the cowardice of German intellectuals following the Nazis' rise to power and subsequent purging of their chosen targets, group after group. The poem itself is disingenuous because it leaves out the Marxist totalitarian fascists who had seized power in Russia, and "came" for at least fifty times as many dissidents as the Nazis, and like the Nazis were Socialists, who butchered over ten times as many people, all of which Niemoller's little poem omits to mention. Version two, my version, I hope will set the record straight in relation to this omission, and a few other things.

 

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First they came for the children.

I saw them propagandized,

filled with fear and confusion,

lied to, manipulated, dancing erotically

in drag attire, on pseudo-scientific

LGBTQ pedo-stages,

and I said nothing,

and the pathology grew.

 

Then they came for the universities,

purging alternative points-of-view:

suppressing scholastic critique,

free speech and the flowering of anything new.

But I wasn't a student or professor,

and let them slip through.

 

Then they came for the anti-fascist, anti-Nazi

Patriotic Western Spirit of World War Two,

confounding with their fake Derrida

postmodern media wrecking crew,

but I was too distracted by the Circus Maximus,

and let them slip through.

 

Then they came for the artists,

their gatekeepers paid well to censor

any creator with a dissident view,

and I wasn't that interested in art,

and let their censorship slip through.

 

Then they came with their phony

dialectical Marxist brain stew,

to overturn science and reason,

and confound Nature's order

between false and true.

And I was too busy earning my keep,

and let them slip through.

 

With books banned, excluded

or on the pyre,

that purport 1+1=2,

they pull down every spire,

make a virtue of every vice

and a saint of every ideological liar.

 

Then they came for my kith and kin,

my language, my heritage, my labour's worth,

my home, my history, my law.

And Gentile or Jew, I said nothing,

and now they are approaching my door.

The Possessed

 


Agenda driven apparatchiks, find value
in partisan spite, by any means necessary,
beyond all ethical and moral insight.

A bitter earth, tended by ignorance
and the politics of victim-hood and hate,
will bare thistles and poison berries
and repeat the lessons of history, as fate.

The Raskulachivanie Genocide*

 

 

This poem is based on the story of Boris Mikhailov, a farmer, one of many included in the writings of Igor Shafarevich, a Soviet dissident.

 

 

As a beduyak, Boris worked

eighteen-hour days to sow

and harvest his fields, his hands

and face, tanned, calloused

and farrowed by labour, tough

as rawhide tempered by the seasons.

 

Neither rich nor poor, a man

respected for his enterprise

and the quality of his yield.

As in Moscow, old tyrants

were clashing with the new,

until the tyranny of the few

over the many...fell to the tyranny

of the many over the few.

 

As firing squads were triggered,

grain stores looted and Churches

sacked and burned, the new Tsars

of Bolshevism, mad for class war,

declared themselves Dirigeants Suprêmes,

spreading revolution from shore to shore.

 

But their demands were impossible

for nature and rationality to understand:

that none, by law, were now

entitled to a wage less than any other

– or more! A powerful delusion

they dangled before the slothful,

shopkeepers, and the poor. And so,

in cities bereft of enterprise and desire,

all natural hierarchy and incentive

were condemned to the fire.

 

With everything consumed

and nothing made, food cues

agitated with discontent,

corpses littered the streets,

and rodents occupied almost every

house and store. Then, Stalin's

Red marauders, hungry for scapegoats,

instead of engendering cooperation,

kicked in every Kulak's door.

“Collectivise their yields!” he commanded,

“and condemn them all - every man,

woman and child - to a hoarder's fate!

Declare what's theirs, as yours

and mine - the property of the State!”

And when they came to Boris's

dom na ferme, they raped his wife,

impaled him on the pickets of

his welcoming gate, disembowelled

his children and tossed them down

a well. Then, retreated to feast

on the family larder, chanted

Marxist slogans, and with gusto,

sang the Internationale.

 

 

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* Dekulakization was a Marxist campaign of political repressions, including arrests, deportations, and executions of millions of Kulaks (farmers) and their families in the 1929–1932 period of the first five-year plan. Dostoevsky estimated the number to be over six million, most of whom were murdered in the most brutal ways imaginable. To facilitate the expropriations of farmland, the Soviet government portrayed Kulaks as class enemies of the USSR. The government-controlled collectivization of Russian farming that followed was a total failure, that plunged the nation further into famine and hardship.

 

The Sailors of Kronstadt and a Sinking Fleet

 

 

Stalin, caught like a fish-bone

in their throats, these heirs

to Lenin, the Kolak butcher,

and the Great Helmsman

with his bloody cultural gloat.

From the slaughterhouses of

Angkar loeu, to the dusty

paddy fields of North Korea,

fueled by an ideal, not even Trotsky

before Kronstadt could re-float,

with his bourgeois puppeteers

and bullion infusions from

Rockefeller and his band of

Wall Street racketeers: a coinage

forged in a single heat, one side

stamped with apparatchiks,

the other, the corporate capitalist elite,

bankrolling the prows of

a sinking fleet, beyond its guises

and intellectual excrete, reveals itself

everywhere, as red-fascism,

in the academy and on the street.

 

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NOTE:

 

 

"One of the most highly regarded books of the 20th century was Ernest Becker’s “The Denial of Death.”

Winner of the 1974 Pulitzer Prize, the book is regarded a classic for its analysis of how human beings

deny their mortality. But there is something people deny more than mortality: evil. Someone should write

a book on the denial of evil; that would be much more important because while we cannot prevent death, we

can prevent evil. The most glaring example of the denial of evil is communism, an ideology that, within

a period of only 60 years, created modern totalitarianism and deprived of human rights, tortured, starved and killed

more people than any other ideology in history."

 

(https://www.westernjournal.com/dennis-prager-communist-atrocities-dont-know-left-hopes-never/)

 

(https://hawaii.edu/powerkills/COM.ART.HTM)

© 2021 Eugene Alexander Donnini