deepundergroundpoetry.com
The village of the damned
There is little time left
Time is running out for
You in the village, in
The village of the damned
The Nazis are coming
Run and hide
From the tyranny and death, in
The village of the damned
In an annex beside our house
In the dark we shelter
Where is God, in
The village of the damned
Footsteps, goose steps
God help, help!
In between us, hide us Lord, in
The village of the damned
The door creaks open
Rounded up like cattle
Caught in hiding, in
The village of the damned
Where is God
In between us
Between tattoo numbers, in
The village of the damned
Where is God
In the morsels of food
And the chambers of death, in
The village of the damned
In between us, there
There is God
Not forgotten us, in smoke we rise, in
The village of the damned
Mum, dad, brother,
God hid us,
Now we hide with God, in
The village of damned
And I ask, why?
Why little Sam,
What did I do, in
The village of the damned
Time is running out for
You in the village, in
The village of the damned
The Nazis are coming
Run and hide
From the tyranny and death, in
The village of the damned
In an annex beside our house
In the dark we shelter
Where is God, in
The village of the damned
Footsteps, goose steps
God help, help!
In between us, hide us Lord, in
The village of the damned
The door creaks open
Rounded up like cattle
Caught in hiding, in
The village of the damned
Where is God
In between us
Between tattoo numbers, in
The village of the damned
Where is God
In the morsels of food
And the chambers of death, in
The village of the damned
In between us, there
There is God
Not forgotten us, in smoke we rise, in
The village of the damned
Mum, dad, brother,
God hid us,
Now we hide with God, in
The village of damned
And I ask, why?
Why little Sam,
What did I do, in
The village of the damned
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 659
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.