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........Ism
(04 October 1943 / Germany)

........Ism

He pulled the trigger
on that noisy morning
in the Bunker of Berlin.
The pages of Mein Kampf,
just briefly soaked
were used to start
the fire that would mark
the end of an epoch
that had, astonishingly, given
birth to itself in 1928.
When a fanatic says a word
of hatred or of utter bigotry,
one must believe, as if it were HIS word
or be forever in the net of rank complicity.
So, he is dead and gone
but something ugly thrives,
it is called Hitlerism.
And it has spread to reach
all corners of a peace-less globe.
It dresses in the clothes of any emperor
and wears the mask of true benevolence.
Perhaps the answer is to close one's eyes
and listen to the music of oblivion.

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Comments (23)

A brave and insightful narrative. My poetry is all beating hearts and silliness. Whilst that is true....I am capable of appreciating the depth of your work: ^) Thank you!
What a threat to humanity, even though the epoch has gone its impact is still prevailing. Thanks for awakening us with your educative poem. Marks 10
there is something about........ism hidden behind the meaning of words that bear it. brilliant work.
Very true, Herbert........ism has spread everywhere, on all parts of the world. In different dresses, wearing different masks, having different names. Last two lines have consoling effect. Regards Naseer
Lets just hope people remember him for his bad and learn from it. Brilliant piece of poetry
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