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The World Watched, Petrified

Adolph Hitler was born into pain All he knew was disdain However, others born of the same fate Made a choice - the narrow gate They searched long and hard for the light Found the source which gave them sight Blinded by hate, Hitler refused to see So darkness would not let him be His mind became warped And in his heart so dark A sea of anger grew Churning the rage he brewed As he envied the others’ gifts Spending sleepless nights plotting a rift Had this genuine gift for gab Laying low, he hid in a patriot’s garb While his influence spread Many citizens began to dread As his hatred took shape Dark clouds hung like drapes Over a country on the rise Only to fall and die With rhetoric he mesmerized Beguiling millions, desensitized Deception his major game plan That very few could withstand Countless followed him blindly Most laid back supinely Eyes closed to the monstrosity Seized in his grip of insanity Three million perished in genocide When malice and hate did coincide Dastardly deeds some ratified While the world in unbelief watched, petrified! Note: Inspired by a documentary on Hitler's rise to power

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 9/17/2010 4:05:00 AM
I always wondered how we would view ourselves and history if Hitler won the war? How would we rate the enemy of history, what excuse would we give them for their tragic flaws? Truly, my dearest Audrey, it is not the men we blame, but us who hide our shame in them, for we give them power while our egos make heroes out of them. They are just puppets of our greed. Thanks for being my friend.
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Date: 9/16/2010 5:06:00 PM
i saw that documentary aswell...very insightful poetry, full of truth!..thankyou for continuing to check in and comment on my writing!
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Date: 9/15/2010 8:27:00 AM
That's alright, Michael..no worry! Thanks for the comments. Peace, Audrey
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Date: 9/15/2010 5:54:00 AM
When I wrote it was good I mean your write.
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Date: 9/15/2010 5:50:00 AM
Thank You for reading my Meals on Wheels. It was good. I have problems relating views.
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Date: 9/13/2010 12:17:00 PM
A piece well worth reading Audrey. You would have thought that man would have learned form those terrible days of WWII. But sadly we have not, with Rwanda and the The Killing Fields in our more recent history >> James :)
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Date: 9/13/2010 9:26:00 AM
A fabulous write, Dimples. Hitler may have suffered as a child, but it can't excuse the terror he waged on innocents. There are a lot of people who overcome such odds and mature into loving and peaceful adults. Charlie Chaplin's "The Great Dictator" poked fun at Hitler, but it is the only old film of his I saw that had a serious message at the end. The documentary you saw inspired a brilliant poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 9/13/2010 7:50:00 AM
Wow my BBF what an awesome piece.. u touched on every phase of his life and brought out aspects of his demented mind to conquer all ... excellent.. enjoyed today..with luv.. your BBF ..
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Date: 9/12/2010 11:22:00 PM
It was a very sad time, Audrey and you describe it well here. I recall the many books I read in my youth on this subject, How I hope this history is kept alive in the schools because it is horrific that some in the world are trying to claim it never happened. LUv, Andrea
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