Vee Bdosa Poet Sonnet

Second Holocaust

SECOND HOLOCAUST
We hear them now, the beating bass of drum,
the marchers, though loose-knit, from Wall Street's rolls,
too soon will turn to cadence; those who come,
all have no memory of Hitler's goals.

Their good intentions caved in, to survive,
to placing blame to where it shouldn't go!
And all too soon, the buzzing of the hive
lays every blame to things we shouldn't know.

Though mournful is the tune that plays along
to every drumbeat, calling for return
of nights of death--the old recall the song,
but much too late recall how bodies burn.

And Stars of David are replaced on every wall,
by Swastikas demanding rights for all.
Scary.

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Vee Bdosa October 25, 2011 at 8:16 AM Occupied Wall Street? They occupy nothing, Wall Street is much more than a location a building on Wall St. It is millions of computers, just witness, during the past month while these morons are "occupying Wall Street," the market is postiing over a 1,000 point increase in the month for only the second time in history. They are being intentionally mis-led.