Nicholas Weaver


Dying Concerto - Poem by Nicholas Weaver

~This is a poem about the Holocaust~

Imagine it- the last, sad song of a violin and violinist pair.
Believe it- the dead's melancholy grin.
Trust it- we know the reasons why-
Access Denied!

We’re all walking,
To a single song,
A song a lifetime away from birth,
The Dying Concerto,
Write in-between the lines! !

One must die for the other to live,
Greater good, greater good,
One must live or we all will die.

We all walk,
To a single song,
A song a lifetime away from birth,
The Dying Concerto,
God left with it too.

Messiah, if you let them burn than surely shall I!
Save my brethren.
Who’s your God now?
Twisted cross bearers,
Controlling the crowd.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 8, 2008



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