He Is Not A Simple Man, But Thinks Himself A Politburo Member Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

He is not a simple man to be taken simply
But is a politburo member
In his attitude and approach to life,
A common man,
An unknown citizen
So much energized,
The headpiece filled with the cliché of the class struggle
And plotting to come to power,
Marx, Lenin, Stalin and Mao,
The heart with a hatred and vengeance of his own,
A man so hard of heart,
Adopting suppressive and repressive measures
To silence it all, the seal the mouth,
To put down the voice of revolt,
To crush forcibly,
A tougher man doing the tougher talks,
Looks though simple but is not
A common man speaking to a common man
But a leftist diplomat
And his life a study in mean diplomacy,
A man planning and plotting against
Virtues and good things
All for his lust for power,
Which remains it not unto the last
As the superman too meets with his end.

The conspiracy of a communist is known world-wide
Always conspiring and conspiring,
Thinking himself to be a politburo member,
Not a man, but a superman.