Nightmare Poem by Ernst Toller

Nightmare

Rating: 2.7


The people's conscience squats
on a worm-eaten pole.
Around the pole dance the bones of three children.
From the young mother's belly it ruptures forth:
the sheep's pulse bleats baa baa.

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Paresh Chakra 02 December 2018

What is a beautiful poem

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Ernst Toller

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Samotschin / Poland
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