Dining with the bolsheviks

Graham lewis and our struggles against fascism

Dining with the bolsheviks
Lenin would have been your best friend,
If we lived back then.
You wore your invisible fur hat,
and on the stage you stated that...

"I'll try to change your minds,
I'll wait and take my time,
but in the end,
I can't win"

Fried pickles were your favorite dish,
Something I know we'll both miss.
Red horses ran past us in the evening,
I caught myself silently thinking.

"I'll keep this moment in mind,
I'll try to freeze time,
but in the end,
we can't win."

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