Diary of An Ss Man

They tell us to be fanatical at all cost even if it means all of German life will be lost, i look back on the early days when the talk of war was still a haze believe they said always believe in the fuhrer he commands we follow now it seems those words were hollow. Now I sit here facing death with great sorrow I guess it's my fault I signed my life over to the SS with out a thought but we were the master race the very best Hitler's SS with his will we were blessed. What went wrong national socialism was so very strong Himmler would say to us only in nazism and the Nazi SS would fortune give us freedom or should I not blame my self or the nazis but the common enemy international Jewry, which I guess is now were I make my death bed the Reich is in ruin the fuhrer is dead the symbol of the SS our figure head chose to abandon us instead. I guess there is nothing left but I'll be damned if I fight till the death no longer will I blame another now I'll try and return home and find my mother and little brother god willing they survived this holocaust of lies. Speaking of holocaust yes it true the nightmare the Jews encountered was because of us the SS it was the fuhrers will and some consider it a thrill the rest of us found it extremely ill to kill innocent folk but they were Jews. I guess I don't have to explain it to you I felt compelled to write this poem in hopes that one day the world will see we weren't all sadist just brainwashed by the promise of paradise to any one would sound nice. It's over any way nazism is gone washed away I stand here before you a simple man who got caught up in a awful murderous plan man's darkest hour that gave him so much power. Cole Hodson copyright (C) 2006