aiden murdock

Rookie (Feburary 16,1992 / Maryland)

Night - Poem by aiden murdock

O'Brute, who marches
in unison of Hitler's slanders
He comes as The Aryan
who's witty smiles impress Us

Those witty smiles murder Us
one by one
Witty smiles spun lies and murder us
We prayed for His hands to deliver us
He has forsaken us, he has not spared us mercy


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2008



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