Dear Dmitri

Dear Dmitri,

I am worried.

I have seen the films of old.

I know what needs to happen.

It is seen as a controversial opinion.

I cannot say what I want.

I understand now Dmitri.

What you went through.

All those years ago.

The countries are different.

But the methods are the same.

All of this in the middle of a global pandemic.

I fear for my friends.

I fear for my life.

I fear the hell I have seen is coming true.

What should I do?

I am not you Dmitri.

My own words will be used against me.

Against my own people.

Against the truth.

You might be glad that I am learning your friends music.

I hope I can do him justice.

If I may still do so soon.

My fate will be sealed come November.

I may join you if circumstances are to play out as I have seen.

Let us hope it does not come to pass.