Hammer hits the nail head,
Atop a chimney peak,
Smoke and mirrors in its stead,
Reality for the weak.
We hide behind a disguise of vice,
Escaping true fruition,
I do beseech as men or mice,
Words of constitution.
Let free be spirit, heart and thought,
Equality to the masses,
For least we hear atrocities,
Like Jews to poison gasses.
Millions dead, children too,
All lined up in a row.
Thrown by thousands into a ditch.
Wrapped with bullet instead of bow.
There is no sanity in its reason,
Blind and racist hate,
No matter what the season,
Keep it all at bay.
Lest we forget, and doomed repeat,
The horrors of the past,
The lessons learnt upon the world,
They’re still in class.