Poetry workshop

[skull_bearer]

So, with my new poetry course giving me unheard of inspiration, I'll be posting my (attempts) at poems here. As I normally hate pretension, this is quite a feat.

For the time being, I'm focusing mostly on my backpacking trip for inspiration.

For the Greater Good

You do not have to be good
When good has done so much harm.
'For the Greater Good!'
The rallying cry
Of murderers, warmongers, fundementalists
The charred chimney stacks
The barren land
The bodies picked dry
Bear testimony
To the Greater Good.

The church of the goodly god
A history of blood
And ignorance
The hand of a benefactor
Becomes the fist of the tyrant
The deaths of the unwanted
The dangerous
The subhuman
Pile high in the history books
For the Greater Good.

Auschwitz Memorial

Barbed wire twists in the wind
Trembling with the memory of electricity
That ran through it.
The once upon a time
That ends with no happily ever after.

 Road to Majdanek

Under the dead grey sky
Pinned down by spider-legged towers
And dead grass
Holding down the road.

Under the scarred grey stone
The weather chiseled monolith never large enough
To frame the road
Stretching into the horizon.

Under the stringed grey rust
That chains together line after line of the road
That rattles in the wind
In memory of time.

Under the road
The feet of history tread blood down
Eventually to reach
The mausoleum of ash.