Communist revolutionary Vladimir Lenin‘The Exclusive Inclusive’ and Other Poetry by Ron L. Hodges The Society January 3, 2018 Deconstructing Communism, Humor, Poetry, Short Stories 4 Comments The Exclusive Inclusive I heard about a tender troop, Whose commission was to give Love like a ministry serves soup; They seemed, oh, so inclusive. This sounded like the group for me; Yes, I wished to be aligned. To join, they said, would cost a fee, A small price I wouldn’t mind. They handed me a list of views I was not allowed to hold; Conformity would pay my dues, Keep me right among the fold. But when I asked these lovers why Such opinions weren’t allowed, They said such evil thoughts should die, Smothered by a rainbow shroud, And those who held such views were base, Lower than a spawn of hell; And, out of love, they would erase Even traces of their smell. I must admit, I was surprised To hear words so fraught with hate; If tolerance was what they prized, Why such conformity mandate? But when I pointed out this flaw, If love was the true motive, Their answer startled like a claw: “Inclusive means exclusive.” And at utterance of the word “Inclusive,” the dogs came out As if a whistle-sound was heard, Barking from, it seemed, one snout. They joined the tender troop in song, Its sharp harmonies a shiv; I knew then I did not belong: Their malice was inclusive. For All Its Flaws “For all its flaws, the Communist revolution taught Chinese women to dream big.” —New York Times “For all its flaws, communism has tried To crush inequity beneath each stride. Oh, the waking man is dead without dreams— Should the mere fact there were nightmarish screams Compel us to cast the vision aside?” “For each time communism was applied, True Marxist principles would always slide; What facts condemn, aspiration redeems, For all its flaws.” Sadly, regardless of how many died, The faithful indict each tyrannous guide, Not his convictions, for ruthless extremes. The facts won’t change what a zealot esteems; Thus, belief in fantasy can abide, For all its flaws. Ron L. Hodges is an English teacher and poet who lives in Orange County, California. His works have appeared in The Road Not Taken, Ancient Paths, Calvary Cross, and The Society of Classical Poets Journal 2015, 2016, and 2017. He won the Society’s prestigious Annual Poetry Competition in 2016. Related Post ‘Saint Agnes’ by Bruce Wren This evening of your festive day I pray _Oh Agnes, little model of the pure, _Oh girl with smiling eyes, and faith so sure: They won for ... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 4 Responses Amy Foreman January 3, 2018 Enjoyed reading these, Ron. Thanks! Reply Ron January 4, 2018 Thanks for reading them! Reply Joe Tessitore January 3, 2018 I enjoyed them as well. I think we see the world in the same way. Reply Ron January 4, 2018 I’m glad you liked them! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.