Marxists Write Poetry, Too.

Theory Isn’t the Only Tool

Karl Marx wrote poetry. So did Joseph Stalin. Mao Zedong as well. Their creative work came before their political and philosophical output. That’s not a coincidence—it’s a pattern. And yet, most Marxist discourse today treats art as secondary, decorative, or indulgent. Why?

I’ve incorporated Marxist thought into my own poems and creative writing. Not as ornamentation, but as structure. Rhythm, refusal, critique. Art isn’t just a tool for aesthetic pleasure—it’s a vehicle for political clarity and emotional resonance. It’s one way to reach people who won’t read theory, who won’t sit through a lecture, but who will feel something in a line, a lyric, a story.

Socialist ideas need more than pamphlets and policy papers. They need music, fiction, poetry, visual art. They need creative work that metabolizes contradiction, heartbreak, and solidarity. Not just slogans, but layered witness.

Call it comradery. Call it resonance. Call it refusal. But don’t call it optional.


Plug for my creative work? Maybe.

My Poems:

The Easier Path

The Latest Diagnosis — Imperialism

Fault Lines

The Interregnum of Letting Go

Fractured Certainties

The Dichotomy of Pain: Mind’s Thorns and Flesh’s Flame

The Dance of Progress

Some Things Don’t End

My Creative Writing:

Lessons From Lenin on Despair and Struggle

How Marx and Lenin Help Me Survive Life With Mental Illness

Seeing in Shades: Embracing the Contradictions of “The Tyger”

This one’s written tongue-in-cheek: Pathologizing Personality: How “Avoidants” Became a Marketable Condition

Rants and other writings:

Stalin, Clausewitz, and the Counterculture Script

Shaping Society: The Intersection of Art, Ideology, and Power

Prioritizing War Chests Over Children’s Food: The SNAP Crisis

The Irony of the Aftermath

Donald Trump: Bonapartist?

Tyranny & Tantrums: A Rant on America’s Collapse

The Empire Is Drowning—And It’s Dragging Us With It

The playlist that inspires me: