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Grandfather once told me
Everyone believes that God is by their side
wither it was the North or South of the Civil War
or the Nazis who burned innocence out of children.
They believed that God was standing by them,
telling them that their cause was just even though it wasn’t.
Let me tell you that my world was filled with ashes that blew like
the morning breeze when the sun raised over the gates of Hell
and fires that smelt of burning flesh that we had suddenly grown used to.
I lived where the Nazis walked proudly in their uniforms
acting like Angels from Heaven rather than Devils
lurking down the streets with guns and swords
telling me that their cause was just and soon enough
I would be just like them.
Let me tell you that fires filled our morning skies
with sickening smells that we had suddenly grown used to
and the sun rose over the gates of Hell.
I am German, but I never wore that Uniform
never touched one because it reminded me of the burning
the burning smells of human flesh where the fires were
consuming human bodies for it lusting fills.
They told me they deserved to be there…
Let me tell you that the fires did finally die
and the smell was washed away with bright morning breeze
but the images will always be there, and that smell has burnt my mind.