White Rose

A scream surrounded by grey walls is trying to get through on the wooden desk a piece of paper is waiting for the last words to be written piece of paper started it all refusing to participate in führer's circus a piece of paper tried to spread the word in polluted minds of the people piece of paper declared the war to their false prophecy and there was no alternative now decapitated bodies paid the price for by cowardice silenced humanity waiting till this justice charade gets tired of self-delusion face to face she said to them - all of you will soon be standing where we are standing now - she was right and sun is still shining *In memory of the White rose members execution.