Hilter's Poem

The world is mine!

The world is mine!

My grand scheme so very fine.

I stuck at Poland like a viper, a snake,

Soon all of Europe would be mine to take!

Next came smaller countries one by one,

Then France, England, Russia!  were coming undone.

Did the world really think the first German defeat?

Would keep us again from rising to our feet?

We had merely been bruised, a small set back

But I knew how to put us again on track

I knew who it was, who deserved all the blame,

I knew how to spread my political fame.

I knew how to bring us all under one roof

I knew how to build an army of youth!

Italy had been shrewd, Italy had been wise,

For long ago Mussolini had joined my side.

My obligation to China soon fell apart,

Now an alliance with Japan, my plan from the start.

Now all the world, I was ready to face,

As I watched all the pieces, fall into place. 

Oh but toil, it was all for naught,

For even in my own ranks my life was sought.

Then on beaches with sandy sands,

Came the accursed army of the Americans.

For Japan, being so proud, so defiant,

Had woken and challenged the sleeping giant.

His advances, have caused my retreat, 

His victory, has marked my defeat.

The world was mine.

The would was mine.

My grand scheme failed with time.

It is said that Hitler wrote this poem at a

somewhat depressing time in his life. We cannot

be sure but experts estimate that is was

probably written between who knows when

and some other time.