Know ThyselfThe Lover of Che and Marx
Samudrala Avinash Rahul Vamshi KrishnaWhat a long name. Does not sound at all
Like the name of someone
Who belongs to the proletariat
Their names will be Pullaiah and Yellaiah
Yours sounds far too sophisticated
As sophisticated as your accent, almost like a Brit
You say you have bruxism and what not
But your accent lives on, on and on...
Making people give you a second hearing
While at 62 I am searching for my second wind...
And your gonads have not yet started firing
Were you crazy then to be stopping by
Sundarayya Vignana Kendram in Bagh Lingampally
Where that Reddy girl taking courses in statistics
Was getting distracted by you, but you were never by her
And you stuck to your guns, pretty appropriate metaphor
Since Marx and Guevara interested you so much
No skirt or some peculiar shade of lipstick
Could hold your attention for long...
Being a Naxalite appealed to you as your svadharma
Long, long ago, and when I discovered you
You were the more sauve urban naxal, so I blocked you
Lest I the guy interested more in Maharshi than Marx
Be picked up at midnight, because the smokin' gun
Of Marxian literature was plenty on my bookshelf
I who believed that the stream of truth flows
From all sources and not just from some blokes
Doing something somewhere in the Himalayas.
Then, you texted me after a long while, saying
You were now more moderate in your views
Kind of a rare conversion, maybe Rosa Luxemborg
Started appealing to you more than Lenin
And that writer of The Motorcycle Diaries
Though Che never left your bedside and your dreams.
Nowadays, you are more into studying material girls
Rather than dialectical materialism, so tell me
Where in your heart have you created a cemetery
Where you have interred Marx though not Che.
But, my dear chum, or should I call you comrade
Listen to me dyed in the whispers down the centuries
Not only of the topography including the Himalayas
But also including Thames, Seine, and Black Forest
Marx was good as far as what he wanted man to be
But in what man was now in the present
He misread him so badly that his idealism
Was bound to come a cropper, though not before
Bloody revolutions meted out the karma
To all those people who erred in their previous lives
When they took birth long before Marx was born
Including maybe the likes of Alexander Solzhenistyn
For karma is backed by God, not some floundering startup
Ah, it satisfies me so much to end with this imagery
From Capitalism, and make Marx stir in his grave
And rethink his philosophy at least when he is reborn
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ESDRAMA
