Mr. Hitler

I know what it feels like,

To have to release anger,

To have frustration shout out my name,

Yet, I've never killed anyone,

I'm sorry you lived, through all you did,

I'm sorry to say, you're a sad case,

Mr. Hitler,

Your art is dealt with blood and bones,

Not with paint and canvas,

I know you wanted to go to school,

But they turned you down cold,

I' m sure they were the first to go,

Mr. Hitler,

It's not fair, for any human,

To have to wander like you did,

But blood will only drive you crazier,

The least you could of did,

Was be there when they died,

So you could have seen their pain,

Mr. Hitler,

You had to drag others into your game,

All were affected,

Many more were killed,

Mr. Hitler,

Must I tell you?

Over and over,

You ruined their lives,

Separated families,

Killed the innocent and weak,

It's a sick game you play,

So get to the end,

Someone must end this today,

Mr. Hitler,

You brought the one you loved,

Or was that a cry for mercy, a plea?

In the end,

You had your end,

Unlike your victims,

You went quick,

A shot or two was all it took,

A sound to echo the troubles,

To let the cries and cheers free,

You died Mr. Hitler,

Blessed be thy heavens,

Mr. Hitler,

You died.