The Art of Marxism: poetry
A round
table.
Four bottles.
Four men
and four glasses of wine -
Médoc.
In the glasses
there is wine,
there is no wine,
there is wine,
Four men are drinking.
One bottle is empty.
One man speaks:
- Tomorrow
I settle the matter
with a bang.
No words wasted -
the man
must hang.
Three bottles are empty.
Three men answer,
three mouths answer:
- Certainly
the man
will hang.
A round
table,
four empty glasses
and four men...