I don't know <br />if tomorrow will come <br />with my head hanging in shame <br />as I recoil <br />from home-grown Socialism. <br /> <br />But those who pride themselves <br />as Comrades of a Revolution <br />trying to construct a path <br />with pebbles of Marx <br />and Lenin <br />and Kim ll Sung <br />they're sadly wooing <br />our people <br />into deeper self-destruction. <br /> <br />As new vistas unfold <br />in the illimitable horizon <br />these comrades <br />shackle the nation <br />in entrapment <br />they fill their coffers <br />with the toil <br />and sweat <br />and blood <br />of our people. <br /> <br />Along the way <br />the path behind <br />becomes broken <br />and disjointed <br />leaving the nation <br />parched with hunger <br />there is no bread <br />to eat <br />the strength of our people <br />drained <br />like the juice <br />from a ripe mango <br />squeezed to the last drop. <br /> <br />Fear of our people's survival <br />enhancing in the sleepless hours <br />of the night <br />gun-toting bandits <br />roam the streets <br />knocking down doors <br />raping sisters <br />raping mothers <br />killing fathers and sons <br />maddened by the impotence <br />of their weakened victims. <br /> <br />When such Socialism <br />can breed maggots <br />in the minds of Comrades <br />and let a nation weep <br />while they sleep <br />I pray in earnest <br />not to be a part <br />of its machinations. <br /> <br />(This poem is surfacing from my <br />archive - written on June16,1984. <br />It was not so long ago THE JONESTOWN MASSACRE <br />took place) .<br /><br />Leonard Dabydeen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-don-t-know-72/
