Der Spaß (Sterne und Balken)

what's to write
of
compassion?

you know
the
times
have
got
a
fashion

kids
still sleep
in
the
camps

this
corrective
collective
of
a
million
"Mein Kampfs"

wood and nail
cross
of
iron

wisdom
and
wit

to shine like the sun!

does
the
uniform
fit?

to shine like the sun

you
must
first

burn

like 

it

Author's Note

Mein erstes seit langem, werde irgendwann wiederkommen...

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Oh, my goodness, my dear friend, John Sullivan, the gargasum, of Adolf Hitler, and the burn of fire, the title says it all, great write, my dear, ---Maynard

[John Sullivan]

My dear friend, I hope this finds you well! Thank you for reading, as always!

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

A wonderful poem that makes us ponder things and resonate. Kudos!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too

[Poetic Beauty]

Mankind and its power hungry mental trips. The devastation and brutality it can create is steak and hard to fathom the monstrosities it creates.

[John Sullivan]

Hoo-boy. This horrible reality. Thank you for reading.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, the poor children kept in camps...It is Hitler all over again...we should know better, but history seems to teach us nothing.
j.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Dear John Sullivan,
I really like this appacionato.
I love the fact that um kemph is a core of what I think is the polem.
I fear, that, we might once again, and many do, but the extent, is what masterminds I.
The figuritive speach of a comodaty, whence, people were commeth,
camps may be good and futile, but we must not close our eyes,
Historians always fear, politics speaks,
----Maynard