An Ideology

An Ideology
by Reena Lama

Nazism roams the streets
stark naked except for the crown on his head.
Waving his hands in the air yelling, “Victory is mine!”
He searches every crack in the darkest corner
leaving a trail of bloody footprints,
But a single drop of his own blood he has not shed.
There is no light; even the moon
and the stars fear this tyrant, but Humanity
weeps, and Her tears shine in every footprint,
as a reminder of the massacre that takes place.

The pain and suffering of the innocent travels with the wind
as it moves across the Earth to find an ear that will listen.
While some ears want to listen, but are forbidden, others are simply indifferent.

The ideology does not make sense, yet it is a powerful force.
It succeeds because humans are a greedy ignorant breed.
A parasite (more like it)…
that will drain the life of its host to fill
its endless hunger for power.

One thought on “An Ideology

  1. masemob says:

    This is an interesting work here that illustrates a side of humanity that some people may not feel comfortable with. Are there do-gooders and philanthropic folks out there? Of course. However, showing one side of the coin without peeking at the obverse seems a little naive and as the author puts it, ignorant. I imagine a German SS officer marching the destitute streets of a war torn France, a Jesus like crown of thorns affixed to his brow like the blasphemous idol he believes himself to be. I would like to see however, a second part of this, perhaps a protagonist point of view told from a hero’s voice.

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