The Holocaust

Torture firing arms innocent child's mother's weeping beheaded by blades an many sun's an father's lost their face in what i call a butcher'd elimination O' Holocaust of millions to pose to honour e're soldiers waive an embrace all for being brave Think aloud you postures lac of foe Heave ; for the loss; doth e'er carry?! what you once hurl'd to bury Breathe soot; craving my fired root i'll never be yours by fury nor animus O' no not in the days of my foot shall i ever forgive you; by any cause O' I ponder'd many years have taken Judgment is yet only in my memory impressions of times never forgotten th' man of dark fruit begotten doth murdered the dear You worship dark; like heavens shed apart Insight you think you are; Yet sagacity doth only appear in thought But by grace, far more beyond your caught you lack even air that is why i bear 10/13/2016