Comrade, even the great Lenin, would have appreciated
the smooth efficiency of this virus you have created:
the locomotive of Revolution, its piston, whistle and bell
(that rings for the reactionaries their politics' slow death knell),
are now contained within the microscopic walls of a cell.
From its virulent wake, and widestrewn wreckage, will arise
the full realization of our vision of the "workers' paradise."