A Communist Is A Comrade Or A Cadre In Disguise Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A communist is but a comrade,
A cadre,
A regimented cadre,
A levy-giving hardcore fellow,
Blind to one’s ideology,
Moving along the party line strictly.

Party, party, party, party and politics,
The keyword,
The hub and the periphery
Round which moves this life of his,
Party, party, party and politics
And he politicking all, the time.

To poke and provoke the poor,
To pin the rich,
To make the factories locked,
The work of a communist,
The leader a superman,
My mother-father, your mother-father, the doer of all.