He used to live near me before the war
broke out. Who once was a neighbour, is now a brute. Favoured
offender punishing a decent citizen. He wears his green triangle as
if it was a pride inspiring decoration. We fear him. He would sell
his own mother to save himself. Offer him additional privileges and
he is the first one to kill and rape. For some smokes, civil outfit
and alcohol. Professional criminal. Being given a whip, I have
the power. Now I'm the sadist torturing my reflection. My triangle is
red. I am the butcher and the flesh.
