A Yorkshire Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

Evil Found

The dying leaves and decaying bark
The ether of silent sorrow stark
The earth feels like a distant moon
The sun, a glowing bloom, totally 
helpless to their doom.

Nothing here can be real
Nothing here can we feel
No sound but the whimpering of lost souls
They can't even cry - they're just bags of bones

Swallow deep, swallow hard
Straighten your back, stand hard
Fight back tears, fists lock behind your back
Clenched jaw ringing in your ears
This sight will never leave your fears

How can man be brought to this?
How can man do this, yet love and kiss?

What other animal on the earth is so 
destructive to its fellow birth?

What other animal is so cruel?
We stand and look on like pathetic fools

The gates are forced, these people can't run
They stand around, they can't speak but 
they're not dumb!
Stacked in piles, all dignity erased
Burning flesh, a damn awful smell of senseless, 
barbaric waste

Hardened, liberating soldiers fall to their knees
Crying, afraid of what they can see
They trained for war, they didn't train for this.
They were prepared to die, they weren't 
prepared for this.

This stain of shame will always remain human, 
for this can not be forgiven, for this can not be 
forgotten

It's hard to comprehend
It's hard to understand
How men can create hell on earth?
How men can create concentration camps?

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