Poems of Infinity

Much of The reader's Rights

can Be found In the Pages of
This novel.
Or so It seemed In breathless Winter nights.

I may die tonight.

And no one would see.

Blustering winds Lighting up A firefly Lost in
Mud, blood And sweat.
In concrete Buildings, designed With no Comfort.

Yet if I die now...

You might just smile...

With six Million gone And millions More left Work
is Smooth
and Heavy with The suffering Of man.

Can I live knowing what I have done?

Or even breathe without those glassy eyes in my mind?

Life carries On within These walls As many Are broken
In others.
Nothing can Stop the Master race Ruling its People.

I feel nothing now, so please...

Just end it...

Black thunder Storms eventually Break and Let
in The sun.
Breathing life Anew into A broken People.

I am torn to shreds in this darkness.

No light remaining.

Much of The reader's Rights can Be found In the
Pages of Life surrounding Us,
making No man Above another.

No one will see me die tonight,

For I am lost in the night.