VWLS

by Christian Bök

              — for Martin Niemöller

First they came, seeking every U, and we said nothing.
Then they came, seeking every O, yet we were silent.
Then they came after the letter I, yet we never balked.
At last, an E was harshly drawn away by a hangman.
“Why lynch my nymph? My A!” – my cry, idly by…
Why.

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Christian Bök

Contributing Author


VWLS by Christian Bök is a Blasted Tree original poem

Edition of 60 leaflets published in Canada

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