Slithering Tides of War
War crime trials had come and gone
And Nuremberg became old news
But there were some who would escape
They packed their bags, with no remorse
Changing names, and hid away
They had shamed the course of history
They had slithered through the cracks of time
from the lowest form of man's intent
There was no gray, just black or white
The blackest black defaced the way
humanity was meant to be
Some trails of slime don't wash away
As years went by, new wars ensued
Old men, by now, like snakes reside
in masquerade, and false pretense
while rejoicing in the news today,
in hopes cold crimes have been forgot
But cowardice remains alive
A holocaust of man's design
Humanity must not give up
And wickedness will not command
For justice seeks its own reward
and somehow fate will have its day
We pray these reptiles spent their years
slinking low, like snakes, they are,
haunted by the ghosts of war , thinking of the millions gone
thinking of the things they've done…sinking deeper in the grave
spending days, while drinking fear,
instead of drinking coffee in the cafés of Berlin
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1/28/16
Inspired by Contest: "A Last Line Prompt"
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2016
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