Hitler's Children
Just like these disappearing days
I’ll blame the world upon you
When all is gone and there is nothing left
As my vengeance rest among blisters
I shall die along with truth
I want love, death, peace within my lies
Like yesterdays peer beyond my shoulders
Tomorrow fears thy young
For I will never grow older
As reasoning in my ruthless intentions
Keeps me from viewing day light
Today’s are, Days of May like!
I want love; I want death, a future edition to my demise
Murderous flaws
Survived with a surgical clause
When all is weathered
And no dryness seems to bless your paws
The sweetness in my goodbyes
Retain endless, applauds, sympathetic awes
I want love, death, everything in your eyes
This is for you
This is for a certain people
The race I despise
The envy one could never refute
This is for my litter, my will
Again today you shall rise
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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