From A Torn Down Brainwashed Eyepiece Poem by Immortal blank state

For a lie to commense, a truth must be told.
There was a magnificent impact on bravery, courage, and being bold.
It was no fib, Hitler were to take rule over others.
As an innocent child would be separated from their mothers.
Each Jew specifically had no hopes to remain.
All those left to help, were only left to go insane.
Most seemed oblivious, while lives were to decrease.
The microscope held a new perspective within the eyepiece.
All those secrets were finally able to unfold.
The guilt would emerge inside of you, a fire unable to hold.
The masked suffocation grew to a fire left to ignite.
As that once grasped innocence, flies away, alongside a kite.
Lies after lies, built by no souls, shoot towards the middle of the Earth’s core.
It starts off harmless, with no sudden effect, until the deaths starve Hitler for more.
Consider those tears that shattered to the floor.
The sound of a heartbreak, compared to the sound of falling glass, though covered in gore.
Drained from a physical appearance, yet dead from within.
Walking zombies walk the premises, as Nazi’s continue to shoot, grin and sin.
A multitask immerses through the crowd, as bodies are left behind.
Though one may have the ability to see and witness, all remained blind.
To those who predicted of the death of one simple human meant nothing, for it was just one.
That one grew to another one, which seemed almost harmless, till there were none.
Or at least practically, mentally, the lives of every Jew were taken.
To imagine, the suffering, the tears, the blood, starvation, all was forsaken.
From inside a gas chamber, breathless, revealed behind a trapped door.
One may win the battle, but who’s to say of who’s won the war?

[[written on May 17,2010]]