the broken bodies burning in basins that bust, bruise, and blast bandaids barely benefitting to brave the blood to bring back beauty and blessing beaten bodies lay berated by black baleful blokes with bitumen souls bent buffoons with busted beings barely believing their blunders be brutal or belittling bathe in blood and bask in beastly behavior newborn babies through broken bashed-in bodies blasted fools better bewail better beware because beheadings leave boiling bothered bodies busted, bruised and blasted
i wrote this poem because we have been taking about wwii and the Holocaust for a while in school. (first of all, i used alliteration to reinforce the idea that what happened sticks in the heads of everyone nowadays and in people’s culture. by using alliteration, it made this poem run smoother and made it catchy.) i can’t even fathom how evil and despicable those people were who went through with persecution and ******. i just want to quickly say i am still praying for anyone who was persecuted or killed during the Holocaust. may all your souls rest in peace. and i pray for all those who had to witness those horrific sinful things being carried out on innocent people. i can’t imagine the fear such poor innocent beings had inside from being traumatized and demeaned and for what? for a ****** man to keep his “perfect” race going? for commoners to live upon malice and mass graves? for the world to become a better place? what world could ever be better without jewish people? i break down crying every time i hear about this subject and my eyes are watering rn writing this. our world was and is still messed up, so...speak up if you see persecution in any form, raise your voice at those who are antisemitic and never say nothing. remember what happened and i (myself) will never let this happen again. rest in peace innocent souls, you have always been missed.
“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”