Hair.Flames spread quickly through the night
In dark, the singe, the burning light,
At Twelve o'clock it took my soul
An empty casket now was whole.
They huddled round me taking time
I watched them from above, divine.
Coffin closed, without their weeping
No tears for me, alone, now sleeping.
Temporary robot love; a token
For only seconds, hearts had spoken
of who they lost, no dear loved friend
was loss an easy thing to mend?
For no tears came for me ,young boy
was I a simple lost,um, toy?
Or was it too controlled to care,
so they shined their shoes and did their hair?
It seems you've been gone for quite a while,
And I appreciate all your actions so vile
Because here and now, in this age
There is more wonderful war and rage.
Did you know, Hitler, that your holocaust
Has given ideas to others at no cost?
It seems there is killing everywhere toda';
In Iraq and Iran, not to mention Uganda.
It's funny, because in the African country I named,
It's the kids doing the murders and getting blamed.
But it gets better, my deceased dictator friend!
All the discrimination never truly came to an end!
I tell ya, it's fantastic to see
All the racism and homophobia around me.
I love it exactly how I love you.
The holocaust was nothing; let me show you something new.
Take a look at your creative ways to kill -
Gassing, beating, camping and shooting -
And don't tell me it wasn't a terrific thrill.
But here's what going on in two thousand eight:
Drugs, alcohol, tearing limbs and stripping skin,
Anorexia, bulimia, and starving to lose weight.
Rape is more co