[tyranny-Saw-Us-Coming] Poem by Empath In flames

I was only young,
When my father died.
He’s strictness ways,
abused my pride.
He would beat me, and put me down.
Like I was a street dog begging for scraps.
How could the man I looked up to,
hate he‘s son so much?

Disregarding my Artistic mind.
For ever wanting me to be like him.
A law enforcement, with a firm hand
A solid grasp touch,
To save this land.

My mother wished the same life for me,
Only she cared of what I wanted to see.
A little older, as I grew.
Apathy emerged,
I dropped out of school.
Shortly then, My mother dies.
Cancer back then,
Today it still lies.

At this point,
I decided to be,
A great man of visionary….

Without an education.
Rejection repeated
Anger sets in…
Frustrated, defeated…
I join the legion of brothers.
To fight for a right,
To tread like no other.
To carnage within plain sight.

During my Thirties I saw,
In death of my foes.
I climb the rank to leadership,
Command and conquer.
My line of Tyranny.
At last I feel power.
Strength to control.
I am the master of puppets..
The Evil of pure!
That is how I became.

ADOLF HITLER.
TYRANT TO ALL!

Sieg heil…
(Hail [to] Victory…)

Sieg heil…
(Hail [to] Victory…)

Sieg heil…
(Hail [to] Victory…)

~Empath~