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Now the sickle and hammer

seek to displace the cross---three-barred.

Now, in the name of "The People,"

life has been wounded, and will be long-scarred.

Oh, you party of Lenin,

emerged from exiles' teetering ledge

the path that you lead us upon is, I fear,

a dangerous precipice's narrow edge.

Despite the heat of summer,

the sky is dismal, and wintry gray.

And terror has sworn that tomorrow

will become a far worse today.

Starward