This is a poem about Ho Chi Mihn by Nguyen Chi Thien, who spent nearly three decades imprisoned in Communist ruled Vietnam for having a mind:
Today May 19th
Today the 19th of May
In bed
I was about to write a poem to cuss Him out
The poetry started to smell like him
When I stopped.
For I thought
A shitty politician like him
Does not deserve
My sweating
To write poetry about
Even though it may be to cuss Him.
Even Marx
His fucking ancestor
Never did get a few lines from me!
So why bother?
Let the hacks with their prostituted pens
Comb his beard, pat his head, caress his arse!
So I went on to other business
The hell with Him!
Oh, and read this.
*Ayn Rand once said that Free Verse was lower than a free lunch.
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