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This is wrong, I know.
I can’t trust them.

But if this is for the Fatherland,
I will do what I must.

She’s an enemy of humanity,
A wretch to be eradicated.

But the promise of power,
A bright future for my comrades...

What would you do, Chancellor,
If you were in my place?
—> I do not support or condone **** Germany, ******, or Neo-****** in any way. Nazis are disgusting and cruel people, if you could even call them that, who don’t deserve to live. In fact, there are not enough words to describe my absolute hatred of it.
I am only writing this for historical purposes.

Part two of a three-part series on the KMS Bismarck. Mostly inspired by the Scherzo of Iron And Blood event in Azur Lane.

KMS Bismarck was named for German chancellor Otto von Bismarck. Otto von Bismarck was the first chancellor of Germany, and played a large part in the unification of the nation. Of course, Herr Bismarck is not the Chancellor that KMS Bismarck refers to in the last stanza. The Chancellor she refers to is the Chancellor of the German *****, Adolf ******.
The sun begins to rise
Over calm, cold waters.

We’ve been pushed around,
Treated like ****,
Persecuted, oppressed.

But no longer will we stand
To this abuse.

It is time to show the world
The strength of our resolve.

It is time to show the world
The might of Iron Blood!

We will fight for our Fatherland,
And we will march onward victorious.

“Victory to us!”
“Long live Iron Blood!”
—> I do not support or condone **** Germany, ******, or Neo-****** in any way. Nazis are disgusting and cruel people, if you could even call them that, who don’t deserve to live. In fact, there are not enough words to describe my absolute hatred of it.
I am only writing this for historical purposes.

Part one of a three-part series on the KMS Bismarck. Mostly inspired by the Scherzo of Iron And Blood event in Azur Lane, which will become obvious in the second part.

KMS Bismarck was considered the pride of **** Germany and the Kriegsmarine. She was regarded as one of the most powerful warships in the world. Previously that title belonged to the HMS Hood of Britain’s Royal Navy, but she was easily sunk by the Bismarck. This led to the Bismarck’s sinking during Operation Rheinübung, which will be mentioned more in later parts.
Nylee Aug 19
My battleship,
it fell in the living room,
didn't even cross the door
to outside world.

My sinking ship,
much like the Titanic
will reach the deep oceans
can't breathe the air.

My broken bridge
the path has disappeared
the ends don't support
no one can cross.

My punctured tyre
miles left ahead of me
stranding me on a lonely road
away from home.

My defective piece
the phone that won't call
never served it purpose
not smart at all

My dead plants
with surplus of sun
and my infinite watering
you had no chance to live.
Bryan Britt Feb 12
Battles never end well for one side,
In the Begging, it was the British who took the fall, one of his might
Ship sunk do to the Kriegsmarine,
Many people died in this battle, many families torn
Apart do to the war, many people served there country with honor, others not,
Revered as the most powerful ship at the time, the people
Clinging for there country on these Battleships, the
Kriegsmarine was now defeated
Bryan Britt Feb 12
Battles
At
The ocean,
Titans of the sea,
Leveling
Enemy fleets, like nothing is in
Sight,
Help other ships
In battle,
Playing the enemy, like nothing to
Sea
amme Apr 2019
Scoped out all angles to make sure I wouldn't miss.
Obscene obsession to relationships.
Perfect hit, ****, the way you sunk his battleship.
*****, I'm sorry but the feeling amounts to this.
Poor kids gets the same mouth to kiss.


If you keep chasing me you better see,
Silicone, tight clothes and makeup will just make me leave.
Be ready to be,
The mother your children were made to see,
The wife you promised to be,
My partner in crime whenever I'm in need.

And I'll be the man you expect me to be.
Umi Feb 2019
To sink in battle and not by a flash was what I yearned for if I ever were to fall, truly it devoured everything in its gruesome way,
And so, it gobbled up the wishful dream of a prideful defeat,
In the end, I truly wasn't able to protect those I fought for all these years, all these countless battles and tragedies, are a fading memory,
These shameful last moments; handed to the enemy and sat on their testing bench, with my last hope being, the wish that the world may has understood something more important than the agony of war.
Even if the damage could be repaired and parts exchanged, brought anew and even if we make it back in one piece without capsizing:
The damage is painted in my steel, and forever will be a reminder of this fateful day, a sky without any sunlight; perfect darkness,
Perhaps this is the punishment for one who survived without protecting her friends, her partners in crime and her loved ones,
At least, the recorded history will ensure not being forgotten,
Here in my wet prison, these thoughts will never fade.
The ocean floor is a harsh, unforgiving grave..

~ Umi
less than twenty four hours after dashing off a poem
   explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis,
   a bowel movement wherein waste unable to expel

   from the **** of this guy
which bout with ****** obstruction
   found me doubled over
   with lower abdominal distress

   whereby comfort found me unable to lie
down nor sit upright (with back padded with pillows
   against the cellar brick wall),
   thus severe bloating a bonus well nigh

and managed to muster the means to bare
   frigid arctic vortex aire to purchase
   the Acme brand Metamucil,
   which akin to drano doth ply
thru the excretory tract
   supposedly loosening the stools,

   which optimism (product
   didst earn claim to fame) generated a sigh
if that expressed intent
   to cease livingsocial would try

humph enjoining
   this lvii year old married male
   to cede victory
   to the grim reaper, who would vie

as winner de jure
   to this common fellow invoking libretto
   ohm resistant understudy waste not want not
allowing, enabling and providing relief,
   without successful defecation

   despite the oppressive urge to bolster this uriah
heap of balled up and tuckered i.e. pooped out
   five foot and ten inches of lovely bones
   thence mouthing retraction
   of former thought to cease existing,

though a non-bull lever
   in any power broker qua mankind
   relief at long last
   provided posterior answered prayer
   yet, this scrivener scrutinizes
   his recurring pain in the *** jagged torture
   and asks
   a rhetorical one word question "WHY"?
KathleenAMaloney Jun 2016
Sisters Twix
From VooDoo they do Hail
Into The Night They Came
To Eat the Soul and Trail
Their Names are Psychic Sisters
For Marker I Now Post
On Guard With Prayer
Your Sacred How
Your Passion is their Host
r0b0t Aug 2015
My body may be a battleship, but you truly are my general,
And if I fail to protect you, sail me into the sea,
If I break rank, if we all go down, know that I am not afraid,
Know that from the first moment this was my goal,
Know that you are my prize and my award,
My judge, my jury and my self-appointed executioner,
If this is love, then love is a war.
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