FICTIONAL ALTERNATE HISTORY: USSR WINS THE SPACE RACE.
To the victor go the spoils. Woe to the vanquished.
This is the history of US. Every glorious moment and action.
The opening gambit: he paced the halls of the Kremlin, preparing himself for every possible question.
A low-level bureaucrat called him to enter, he walked into the room with a forceful aggression,
Inside there were ministers, generals and party officials, dark silhouettes and bright cigarettes,
Our hero’s dark green uniform was tightly ironed and pressed, with a myriad of emblems pinned to left side of his chest.
He is Kommissar Draguseni of Soviet experimental aviation, he doesn’t know why he was called here or what he has done,
He fears for some infraction, for the Gulag, for the lives of his young wife and his son.
“Comrade, please take a seat next to me. We have little time and much to discuss.”
He tenses up. The door to the boardroom quietly shuts.
The middle game: People running back and forth, a whirr of equipment and circuitry systems,
The strong smell of coffee, the punching of keyboards, and crowded working conditions.
They refitted a missile facility in Northern Kazakhstan,
The floors now scattered with plans, cords, plugs and diagrams.
Draguseni oversees the construction, he personally works with the assembly crew,
An engineer calls him away, he slides out from underneath the engine and moves.
“We’ve got a problem with the spin-stabilization, it’s a critical failure in every single calculation.”
“Let’s go get everyone together, we will re-do all the lift-off calibrations.”
The winning combination: All people are enthralled at the unravelling scene,
Party members and proletariat alike glued to their black and white screens.
The watch as the Motherland begins her glorious ascension,
Willing forwards their astronauts on-board the Apparatchik-11.
And so it came to be, with our hero Draguseni watching on from Kazakhstan,
The first humans on the moon were Nyel Armstranovic and Bizo Uldrovan.
“One small step for the common man.” They took up the flag with its hammer, sickle and circle,
And then the Red Banner was firmly planted into the surface.
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