Touring Hitler

by Beautiful Chaos   Feb 25, 2013


His eyes glittered
Oh sweet Paris
How he had dreamed of her
Here he was history
Owner of antiquity

The Opera in its glory
Grand staircase, so ornate
This elegant structure
A perfect picture in his mind

I think Napoleon whispered to him
Inspired him
Evil doesn't always recognize itself
For it is glory
Glory that surrenders the tower
Engulfs this freedom
Pays homage to the ego

Paris would live
In his mind
In his shadow
In his madness
And the world would never be the same....

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  • 11 years ago

    by Britt

    The first stanza reminds me of the Bridge of Jewels...though I never realized it wasn't.. jeweled the way I thought it would be lol.

    This was a really interesting piece. You have a way of being able to pull a topic and putting a different spin/thought on it.. all the poems I've read of yours tonight aren't a recurring theme/thought and it's so refreshing to read!

  • 11 years ago

    by The Queen

    Loved the title of this piece. It's amazing how you managed to come up with such an amazing piece in such a short notice. Beautiful as always!

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