Friday, March 9, 2007

Letzte Seite. [Last page.]


'If you break us, do we not bleed..
If you tickle us, do we not laugh..
If you poison us, do we not die..
And if you wrong us shall we not revenge.'

[William Shakespeare - The Merchant of Venice.]

A page from a diary, another of my war story’s interludes I have written, this is a page of a German Nazi Officer. (Originally written in German, this is the translation)

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15 March, 1942.

We brutally kill the Jew, decreasing them to a large amount to transfer them to the ghetto, the only place where they can exist in the Warsaw district of occupied Poland. Economy has lost it's scale. A Jew is not allowed to keep more then 2000 Slots and even bread costs 800.

It's a menace, its like the devils run free on earth destroying the left harmony and humanity.
A Jewish mother today killed her child, because the little babe kept crying, she had the fear that the Nazi's will kill them all.People are killing people to live, but the Nazi are the living dead killing the innocent.
I know of the consequence if this page from my diary is read by any Nazi, I would be shoot in the name of treason. But I no longer fear death. I've killed to many.

Gen. Atrous Arcturus.

1 comments:

spacenomad said...

WOW! I loved this post! You're writing a war story?!! Wow! how much is done? Show mee! :p

I love WW2 stories and this post is awesome!