If only Hitler was as nice

by Stephen W Atkinson

Thursday 29th May 2025 10:01 am

The ethnic cleansing was a beautiful thing

It really was

Those herded into pastures new

Gobbled the green grass gratefully

Joyous in subservience

One day, they may be allowed to return

To play a round of golf

Or sip cocktails on the sands of their forefathers…

In distant lands, a glorious dictator glows

Like the sun

Basking in magnificent megalomania

Established dictators gleefully rub their grubby hands

As the sands of time crumble

And the winds of change howl

And democracy desiccates into death.

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Stephen Atkinson

Sun 1st Jun 2025 12:51

Thank you so much Rolph & Uilleam for your brilliantly astute comments. I was a bit unsure to whether the sarcasm would be fully realised! I find it absurd that I felt that I had to write something like this, it shouldn't be happening! 😢
And, R.G. basically, yes, that's Trumps vision: they'll love it! He once said... Now there's sarcasm! 😳
And thanks for all the 🌷

Reggie's Ghost

Thu 29th May 2025 20:14

I could be totally off course, but I read into this of a time in the future when Gaza has been cleared of Palestinians and turned into a holiday resort. But I guess it's open to different interpretations. Well done Stephen for the ambiguity.

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Thu 29th May 2025 11:39

“Herded into pastures new” is most appropriate, Stephen.

In the Irish Parliament, a couple of years ago, a politician angrily quoted the words of half a dozen or so members of the Israeli government and the IDF, who had described the Palestinians as animals.

As was the case with the Jews and others in the Nazi prison camps, their dehumanisation and demonisation are essential to justifying their extermination.

Your description of oppression masquerading as order is spot on, Rolph. Mosley's ghost is stalking the streets of Britain, whilst the Ambassador for Genocide says "jump" and we ask "how high?"

Rolph David

Thu 29th May 2025 10:12

Good morning Stephen,

This poem struck me with its searing irony and unsettling beauty. The opening line jolts the reader awake—not to glorify horror, but to force confrontation with the way cruelty is sometimes reframed, repackaged, or even celebrated in today’s narratives. Your use of sarcasm is razor-sharp, and the imagery—“Joyous in subservience,” “a glorious dictator glows”—beautifully exposes the absurdity and tragedy of such spin.
It’s uncomfortable, and that’s precisely its power. By blending poetic elegance with brutal themes, you’ve held up a mirror to a world where oppression can masquerade as order, and democracy quietly erodes while we sip cocktails.
Thank you for daring to write something so provocative and timely.
Regards,
Rolph

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