(04 October 1943 / Germany)

Poems of Herbert Nehrlich

341. Beamed Back 1/1/2006
342. Beans 12/19/2008
343. Beard (Haiku) 5/10/2005
344. Bears 5/21/2008
345. Beating Father Death 2/23/2005
346. Beating Some More 12/29/2005
347. Beauty And The Beasts 3/20/2008
348. Becky 2/1/2006
349. Beef Stroganoff 10/4/2008
350. BEEP - BEEEP 11/17/2004
351. Beer 12/23/2005
352. Beer For Danny 7/15/2008
353. Beetle Crap 2/25/2005
354. Beetle Is Better 9/22/2008
355. Before Breakfast 12/1/2008
356. Behind The Old Mill 5/25/2005
357. Belinda 8/15/2005
358. Bellbottoms For AJS 2/21/2006
359. Bellow 7/15/2008
360. Benign Limericks 8/29/2005

Bloodshed

I had to close the book of mankind's history,
it told of many wars, of bloodshed and of torture,
describing in disturbing but extensive detail,
how one can split a skull and full-grown man in half,
right down the centre of his hapless, useless being.
As if he'd never mattered or deserved to live.

So many years and so much blood was spilled,
that fertile fields bore witness to man's greatest folly.

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