an exerpt from a poem:

Communism is your heaven –
Darwin, Duchamp, and Gerhard, too.
In the name of heavenly communism,

you must scribble your name on paper a thousand times.

Tiananmen, who said you were more valuable than Tibet?
Maybe, Hai Zi† died for this and became India under the wheels.

(translated from Russian by Olga Mexina)

full poem in english, kazakh, and russian can be found here
https://www.angime.com/tilek-xianjiang-eng