Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Elves - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Only the wind
does know
that you have sinned.
Perhaps if God
would grow
a horn
upon your face
the future of
all men
who call themselves
the Human Race
would be decided
by small elves.

And neither God
nor man
would be
perpetuating misery.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 25, 2005

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