To Kill A Nazi

by Ed or Ian Henderson   Feb 23, 2012


It takes a strong stomach to navigate a Holocaust museum.
There's a tale in every picture,
Of unforgettable horror and pain,
That without education shall be forgotten.
That with education shall be denied by the wicked.
Denied by the wrong.

It takes a will of iron to stand in the presence of history,
Letting the vitriolic march of hatred breed
In minds not dim, but subtle of cunning.
Reading new history like some divine retaliation,
Your murderous denial is a cancer to my tolerance.

You shall not rise.
Your hand will not make it past my shoulder.
You shall not call.
Your freedom is no freedom at all.

No battlefields thick with blood beneath us.
No camps, no massacre, no repeats.
Given the chance to isolate you,
I condemn your face to a pulp and your heart to a stop.
You'll be a bud nipped: a pollen afire.
No camps. Never again another camp.

To kill a Nazi.
No easier life could I take.
I remember the legacy.
Don't tolerate the mistake.

(Written in 2008)

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  • 12 years ago

    by Timothy

    Fantastically robust and powerful piece Sir! I actually had the chance to experience the museum a fortnight ago, thus I can relate to some extent - I particularly like the middle stanza with the repetitive use of 'you' and 'your'; perhaps an attempt to bring home the idea that there should be no sympathy tolerated upon their lives - nazi lives - . The last stanza, albeit, was so slick and shows undeniable talent in a writer. Truly great.

  • 12 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    This write is an immeasurable piece of uniqueness. It stirs hatred for the nazis and wishes peace upon everyone the holocaust affected from prisoners, historians, to myself.
    Excellent read my dear. I do admit I thought the title would have me reading something that would be totally different. I am glad I was wrong.

  • 12 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Ian-

    this poem is a powerful piece... I can't begin to express the feelings that stirred within as I read this poem.... well done~

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