The abandoned feasts

We needed the communist to get in
We grabbed Alex he looked communist
go to the front of the line
we need to eat

But the drama queen pushed in
everything went horribly wrong
We lost the privileges we were about to have
As the drama queen could only convince

He didn't look the part and noone bought his appearance
People need their appearances
And so our cards didn't work at the booth
and we had to barter for our food

Turkey invaded the caucases again
As Russia began to implode
They were always ambitious
hyper optimistic

As we traveled down the black sea into their territory
we saw the abandoned feasts locals had left out for the liberators
We too would have stopped and eaten
but God had given the land ample rain as if rewarding the Turks

And so the food was going bad quickly
So we went back to debating who among us looked like a real communist
and if that would really have made a difference in the food line
I myself had stolen the menu, dreaming is better than nothing