The Ancestor

By rosemaiden

He ruled in fear
There lives he destroyed without care

Bones broken and burned
The smell of flesh the air churned

Promised change and protection
But brought nothing but brutalities

Children forced to kill for food and clothing
Families sent home with nothing

At first he had such an appealing lure
His children called him their Fuhrer

Death he released to the innocent
Of those crimes he did not repent

Instead he hung himself on those Nazi reigns
Unfortunate his distant blood runs through my veins

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Copyright 2011 rosemaiden
Published on Thursday, November 3, 2011.     Filed under: "Non-Fiction" and "Poetry"
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  • grantrizmo2002 On Wednesday, February 22, 2012, grantrizmo2002 (17)By person wrote:

    Love this. I too come from the ”bloodline”. My mother being from Wurzburg Germany. My grandfather work as a Gestapo officer. Not sure my feelings on him. He was inprisoned for years. Great poem about one of history's darker times.

  • rosemaiden On Saturday, November 26, 2011, rosemaiden (180)By person wrote:

    much gratitude......

  • darkness falls On Saturday, November 26, 2011, darkness falls (73)By person wrote:

    That one really got me. I'm an amatuer WWII historian, and I've written about Hitler and Nazi Germany a lot. Bravo!


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