Czeslawa Kwoka

Czeslawa Kwoka              
             #26947 04/12/1943
             (c) London F. Bus

     Auschwitz Birkenau.
     Killing is hard work, 
     but the schnapps is fine.
     Czeslawa Kwoka the beautiful girl 
     with innocent eyes,
     She is Polish, Catholic and only forteen, 
     but they dont care.
     Beautiful girl tied to a chair
     Beautiful girl they hacked off her eyebrows 
     and her hair.
     Beautiful girl beaten and raped.
     SS killer awaits.
     Syringe full of Phenol,
     hidden behind his back.
     Beautiful child with fear in her eyes.
     Stares straight ahead,
     She fights and struggles 
     and wont co-operate.
     Click fires the camera shutter 
     but she wont smile,
     Damn it smile!  Lachein Schlampe, .
     The SS sneer and laugh. 
     Damn it smile! .
     They Punch and slap her 
     face again and again,
     Beautiful girl, defiant, angry and in pain.
     She doesn't smile, so they beat her again.
     If she smiles they will kill her,
     If she doesnt smile they will kill her anyway,
     Like the way they
     killed her mother yesterday.
     Her death will be the same.
     Click goes the camera again and again.
     Turn sideways, click.
     She is naked, blind folded 
     still tied to the chair.
     She doesnt see it coming
     The syringe full of phenol, 
     with a six inch needle
     they stabbed it into her heart,
     between the 4th and 5th intercostsl ribs.
     Injecting the Phenol to end her life.
     She passed out in 15 seconds, 
     She cried for her mother as she died.
     In thirty seconds she was dead.
     Then her naked body turned pink.
     Her name Czeslawa means Glory..
     One more dead, 250,000 children to go.
     Arbeit Macht Frie.

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Black Blacharczyk Avatar
August 28, 2025 at 3:48 PM
Well written with the horrors of the concentration camp. I could feel it and it hurts. My mother was a concentration camp survivor. I don't think she ever really survived. We should never forget what man is capable of doing good & evil.
Buss Avatar
September 8, 2025 at 6:30 PM
Please give your mother a hug from me. She and all the others who suffered so much are not forgotten .
Buss Avatar
February 11, 2023 at 2:55 PM
Note. My avatar photo is an image copied from the original al shot in 1943, they hacked her eyebrows and her hair off. So I have her long dark hair and eyebrows. The bloody nose is a symbol of what's to come..COJ
Puddifoot Avatar
January 31, 2023 at 5:22 AM
oh what a hard hitting yet wonderful poem about that poor, blessed girl..very harrowing, but necessary, i felt almost breathless reading it..
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