Don't judge me

My point, is how you will feel persecution's domination.

Don't you dare judge me;
- you would have done the same,
if the gun was pointed behind your back?
- - Don't judge me!

Surrender to breathe another breath
or resist the inevitable defeat;  
- my nerves ached 
and soon numbed over from
- - barbed wire threats,
the only way out was betrayal.

I had no room for morality
when I felt the knife in my hand;
- that was ready to stab
my brother's back.
- - Though I felt not his pain
I only felt my death, ten fold...

Brain washed, not entirely true,
I had all my thinking capacity;
- but only my narcissistic delusion
kept my self centered heart alive,
- - to pump treasonous blood
through my veins.

So don't judge me,
I did what I was told to survive.
- Now I must live forever
in a concentration camp,
- - of prisoning skin, filled
with shame.

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[Dove]

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