18+ A poem about a German guard forced to do his part during the second world war. |
-Through The Wire- by Keaton Foster Caution: 18+ A sad poem about the holocaust from the POV of a German Halt Stop I’ll shoot You Juden Unlike me Unlike my kind Warped is this mind Poisoned by control Unknowing at times Of my exacting role I was sent to this place Ordered by superiors Men much closer To their ideological God Heathens dressed As convincing heretics Always believing In what they are doing And that it is right The command given Simple Shoot any who try To run for an escape No man’s lands Fifty plus yards Between the fences A wide open field Turned killing zone They, the runners Will never make it Through the wire They will die Long before The most final Of nonexistence fence Somewhere between Them thinking They are gonna make it And they could fail I will strike them down Death will indeed be quick After all I am a human being Compassion, our disease A universally shared sickness That each of us suffers from But find our own way to cure For me Out of sight out of mind Death defined as a mound Unwilling to admit What’s buried beneath And who placed it there I continue on with the task Convincing myself That the crack Of each well placed shot Further means nothing I am neither a soldier of God Or an advocate of the devil I am a warrior of man Compromised to kill And righteously skilled Simply put I will never miss Run as fast they must They cannot out run fate Bullets care nothing And unfortunately for them I must care even less Through the wire Their only chance at escape Freedom What an unrealistic waste The war might end But not on this day Not here and now When and if it does Just maybe On the other side We Them and I Prisoner and captor German and Juden Human to human Could be friends But until then I will not regret What I’ve done here In this terrible place To so many of them The enemy of my kind Oh so very much alive Tool and purpose Intertwined Thus so am I A man put to task With his accurate gun By direct orders From those in charge Continually I lack empathy For those who dare try To make a run Through the wire They have no chance And truthfully Neither do I... Through The Wire Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014 |