Having almost attained the lovely age of fourteen
years, you already entered your barefoot beauty.
But, too soon, the grinning specter of lust for killing---
rose when dour Lenin decided to intervene
(unmoved Lenin, whose vengeful bloodlust was obscene),
and sent bolshevik thugs to tend to that duty;
Lenin, whom History suggests and understands,
was too prim to have your blood on his vulgar hands.
Thus, Yakov Yurovsky---that damned inhumane scum
(servile to the Partiya Lenina . . . chilling!)---
murdered you and your family, crowned with martyrdom.
J-Called