Monday, April 25, 2016

> quandary

if I found myself in a quandary
with a Charlie Chaplin mustache
in a burning bunker, with friends

like Eva Braun, dead or poisoned
inside


if the Allies were banging and bombing
at the door, seriously upset 
I might reconsider my options 
maybe panic and ask to be
redeemed


seek a savior to forgive and forget
wash my hands, let me carry on
as if those bad things never happened
 
someone to take on my sins
but then

how could I hang with non-Aryan folk
in a heaven with those less divine
soar on the wings as the fuhrer 
maybe run into some upset Jews
oh, Christ!


-dp-
4-25-16

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