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I Never Forgot That Face

Date Written: September 17, 2017
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The tiny face. 
A blue eyed boy. 
Broken spectacles. 
Ragged yellow toy. 
Thrust into darkness. 
Vulnerable and weak. 
You clung to your Mother. 
No words left to speak. 
Thousands of faces. 
Naked and bare. 
Promised a shower. 
No water runs there. 
I clicked my heels. 
Saluted the sky. 
Now I pray forgiveness. 
My end is nigh.
Ashamed of the emblem. 
Twisted crosses I wore. 
Propaganda and promise. 
A dictators' whore. 
So I reach in my pocket. 
And remember the boy. 
The tiny spectacles. 
The ragged yellow toy. 
I leave them at the gate. 
Although in heaven you can see. 
I retreat into darkness. 
Where hell awaits me. 

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