Sick Poetry: Bolshevik

“Why allow my political opponents to speak against me,”

thought Stalin,

“When I could just have them killed?”

So he did.

No one could say they disagreed with the government

For more than a few days, anyway.

A rival leader, Trotsky, was shot.

He was also attacked

with an ice pick.

An ice pick in the ear.

Dude, Trotsky.

I know that feel, bro.