Some, Or Sum, Of Lenin's Deathbed Words

Like me, he will bring bloodshed---by the tankcar, not merely the gallon,
so furious is his lust for muder; that is our Comrade Stalin.

Yes, true:  mark my last words, and try to believe me;

why should I lie as Hell enlarges its drooling mouth to receive me?



Author's Notes/Comments: 

The last line alludes to Isaiah 5:14.


The poem was written while listening to the first few minutes of Dmitri Shostakovich's Tenth Symphony.


I could not resist including a shameless pun in the poem's title.

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