Fragments of Tomorrow
Colored bricks of pain lay inside the old body,
emotional cold to this world outside of him.
Youthful days spent under SS command,
atrocities committed by his hand condemn him.
Pock marks from old battle wounds on his cheeks.
Gazing into the past days of sinful glory.
Bitter tears of defeat linger in his exhausted mind,
struggling with old age is a nightmare.
Eyes close and memories glow from within,
A young skillful lieutenant standing tall with a girl.
New uniform glistening with pride of his ability.
Nazi youth dagger by his side since his twelfth year.
Romance faded quickly after that,
Sent forward with panzer group into
Hazel eyes flicker about his room,
pictures of dead friends and shattered addictions.
Never knew an ounce of fear until now,
experienced all forms of hellish combat.
Age is the worse killer of man.
A lit cigarette burning slowly into a staled air,
Reflecting on worn out dairies for correct memories.
Alzheimer’s courses through his veins,
open sores on his skin become infected.
A dark grin spreads across his tight jaw,
fading back into his memories.
Falling into a dark pit of sleep,
flashbacks take control of his body.
Suffering internal rifts of ancient deeds,
reliving them with a hidden guide from death.
Brutal murders and fatal assaults of villages,
tasting the cruel winters of
Writing angry words in his journals,
collecting body and weapons as decorations.
