The third ReichA Poem by Alan Mark Maynes
The day is new, I gotta tell a lil story
With gods gift maybe I could reach out and grab the glory/ Woke up, brain still tired Put some cream in my coffee, man I got wired Looked at clock, only slept an hour Looked outside, life was shining thru those flowers/ Had to go to school, I can't wait till the end Feels like a prison, like there goes the same friend again/ Took a seat that was near but just concentrated on the teacher Boys around the block, speaking of how they got in between her But Let me switch it up cuz thats not what its about Took a look in my book but I cud still go in n out/ Reading letters on a page, of this lil girl Or jus a point in time, & how she inspired the etire world/ The corruption, the evil, the holocaust Uncounted corpses, how many of them, lost? bombs going off, praying, crying, gripping on to your cross Burnt up souls, ashes to ashes and dust to dust/ these flowers cannot grow I wasn't never ther, and I know I'll never know Took a step out for lunch now all I see is snow Dam, How do get home, I didn't wear a coat Gotta get back to work, gotta take these notes/ The destruction and the pressure The construction we can't measure/ Time is so cold I capitalize my sentence with the words that's so bold/ Let me get in my zone n try to keep my subject But when I leave my throne, that's my master project You could press eject but I know my logic/ And through these Nazi walls I hear the screaming of bloody tears streaming, lost Jewish kids that were needed Feeding The image of gods rib, disintegrating from a demon/ Sick troubled souls will rejoice from this cage There's not enough sorrow, but there's another line for this page How many other hidden words are hidden besides Anne franks?/ And I know where they went, cuz I do believe in god I feel sorry for the people, n what the people got/ Some souls may remain, n some souls can't escape Was god with them when they testified there faith?/ Now he looks the devil in the eye for his evil wrath I don't believe in evil, but an equal path I just write it for the people, do the fucken math/ So I guess no one is ever safe But wen god opens up the heavens, I'll b screamin out "this is my place" I write it with my mind, and for the world to see One beautiful journey, one long road to recovery The exsistence of god will lead us to discovery Love and the pain, the love that we gave Hard to maintain Brainwashed, but we still washed our brains The follower, or the creator? The owner, or the waiter? To be you, not to be, that is the only answer There's only one master Evil is the one that will make the balance of life shatter I'll scream out to hitler you are a fucken b*****d Now I sit here waiting, anticipation cuz the bells about to ring I gotta pack up my things, Steps down the hallway mud on the floors Distracted by these girls, then I hit the door Sucked up my shame, now i gotta go Oh s**t I forgot that it snowed © 2013 Alan Mark Maynes |
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Added on March 13, 2013 Last Updated on March 13, 2013 AuthorAlan Mark MaynesDenver , COAboutMaynes I take the name And the blood to keep Our ancestors nature Would never sleep Our lifeline Would never reap The distinct cycles Of our life to peak The grateful gift From our.. more..Writing
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