Saturday 8 May 2021

Least cared for the death summon

"Listen, as soon as I shoot myself,

take my body to d' Chancery garden

no one to spot me out after my death,

set it on fire, no trace should remain"

Bodyguard Heinz Linge got shocked,

heard in silence, he further continued

then go back to my room, gather my

uniform, papers, all d' articles I used


Set fire to all those without any delay,

not d' oil painting of Frederick d' Great

I told my driver to shift d' Anton graph,

safely out of Berlin city after my death


In the last days of life, Hitler worked

slept in a bunker, 50' below d' ground

but took bitch Blondie to d' Chancellery,

to d' wreckage of buildings all around

He asked Eva Braun to go out of Berlin

she declined d' advice, told I'll be here

the Russian troop were coming closer,

d' last 10 days, in fact like a nightmare


Traudl Junge too stayed in the bunker,

till d' last minute, never tried to desert

d' most trusted secretary unfolded, he

could hear d' firings, bombs, gunshots

the last weeks of his life, just horrible,

feeble, fragile, be moved only with pity

whole body shaking, d' shoulders bent,

bravado blew out, clothes unduly dirty


Those gloomy days in d' stuffy bunker,

resolved to marry Eva, d' female friend

and give legitimacy to the relationship,

could write Eva Hitler Brown, her name

Eva gulped champagne at d' wedding,

Hitler insisted on a marriage certificate

he was asked to put an autograph on it,

his signature looked like a dead insect


Sipped champagne, spoke of youth days,

called Prof. Hasey, in a tone high pitch

asked if cyanide capsules, trustworthy?

tested it on Blondie, his beloved bitch

d' test was successful, Blondie died in

a few seconds, he had d' least regrets

finally met his comrades after d' lunch

shook hands, didn't look at their faces


With his wife Eva went inside d' room,

just then, an ear-splitting noise heard

Magda Goebbels screamed at d' door,

at last committed suicide, oh my God!

the door of Hitler's room, broken open,

Eva laid on d' sofa, knees bent on chest

d' bouquet kept there, fallen on d' floor

Hitler had put on his favored blue dress


Linge muffled Hitler's body in a blanket,

and brought it to the Chancery garden

Borman lifted Eva's body in his hands

Hitler's last days mates saw the scene

Tribute paid, d' dead bodies set on fire,

all raised d' hands, shouted 'heil Hitler'

a strong wind blew, whispered d' truth,

in listless steps while back to d' bunker


No matter how mighty one might be,

the scary death can mutate everyone

a true lover only to carry on with you

least cared for the death summon

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