THE CREED OF A BOLSHEVIST

Evening Post, Volume XCVI, Issue 80, 1 October 1918, Page 3

THE CREED OF A BOLSHEVIST

TO'THE BDlTOit. "In the Grey campaign the opponents of Labour had thrown the term 'Bolshevik*' at Mr. Holland arid his supporters, but Labour there.had accepted the name."—Mr. P. Fraser, 9th June, 1918. ; ■'.■.'. :'.■■,-•

i . "Are you a loyal'subject of this country in this great' trouble we are' going through?" Mr! Fraser.-r-"I think I,am. In addition to being loyal by the people of this .country, I am loyal to the workers of the world."—Evening Post, 20th September, -1918. ..■., I loathe the patriotic cant * Of the capital-ridden crew, Who mar.the Red Flag's radiance With stains of white'and blue; Who glory in the Empire's might ■ As only flunkies can; " • ■ Whose hatred of,the' Hun ignores' . The' Brotherhood of Man. I'But the. trustful tactful Bolshie . Has more regard for others; • In Hindenburg and LudendorfE .;. He sees his long-lost brothers. With tracts and ' treaties "ie ■ essay a -. vTheii tender hearts to "win, . Arid,. whethor he succeeds or fails, - He saves ■ his precious skin.. I call the bourgeois patriot A sordid, cringing ass ■■■•■.' Who for his King and country sinks His consciousness of class; Who doesn't: put his interest.first And rather grab than give; Whose crowning act of. folly is ■ ' To die that I may live. - But the darling little Bolshie Does no such silly' things; Ho has no superstitious »wo . "For capitalists or Kings. . . . He puts his country.in her place,. Her honour in the'mud, While-ho himself serenely smiles ■Above the tide of blood. ... I loathe tho wicked work of wm —■ : Those• vulgar bombs and guns; I'd takj them from my countrymen. And leave them, to the Huns. The_ Hun; well armed and unopposed. Would soon grow mild and meek If underneath the Red Flag's folds Weturned the other cheek... This very game at Brest Litovsk The wily Bolshie played, Meeting the legions of tho Hun Unarmed ana unafraid.- : ; At some small cost of land and men . From Russia torn away, . '. Peace, freedom, happiness are now The order of her day. ' I THINK that I am loyal ; To.my King and country too; I should speak with more assurance If I only really knew; But, whatever vile suspicions ''■'.' At my loyalty are hurled, I'ni SURE that I am loyal To the Workers of the World. And the Bolshie, too, is loyal' ' (There's a method in his mania), To "the future in the distance,"' Not to Belgium or Rumania. Follow his .millennial gospel ; Minor errors needn't trouble you; : Perfect virtue can't be found in j Even the I.W.W. ...- . . Haig's but a tool of capital, . ; And so is Marshal Focho; Tho Bolshevik has better ways ■ Of dealing with tho Boche; • ■ The way to. get a lasting peace And,save the smaller nations, Is to save the Kaiser from his doont By peace negotiations. It'e true a scrap of paper failed To save tho world from war, ' ■ And it's messy business shaking hinds With a murderor steeped in gore; But the Bolshie's none too squeamish, And ho calls but "Kamerad," . For to sigh a treaty's easy, And fighting's very. hard. If you want to smash the Government,And .pull out of the war; If you want to help the Kaiser And his waning power restore; If you want to lose for evor what Those hare-brained Anzacs^ won; Then vote for one whose spirit yearns To truckle to the Hun. ' I'm a sweet, class-conscioue Bolshie Of tho softest, safest brand; I'm out to smqodge the Prussian brute And grasp his bloody hand. ■ I have no heart for deeds of blood, No sympathy with crime; But for crawling, scuttling, backing-down, ' I'm a Bolshie every time. 1 „ —AJAX. . '30th September,. 1918. -. ■'„.',