Holokauston
holókauston
Around that table picture the scene
Self appointed leaders if you know what I mean
What were the topics on the agenda that day
The Jewish race is about to pay
Who gave the right for this decision that's made
Who has the right to cleanse and degrade
To decide who lived, to decide who dies
Another chapter and I still wonder why
They came in the day they came in the night
Women and children pulled out of sight
Herded aboard like cattle and sheep
Many a family awoke from their sleep
Dazed and confused as they are taken away
Where will they be at the end of the day
From their warm houses and their warm beds
What must be going through their heads
As they travel through days and nights
Up ahead they see lots of lights
Now departing trucks, boarding trains
Their faces scared under this strain
Asking questions from family and others
Generations, sisters and brothers
Why are we here, where are we going
Windowless carriages with no way of knowing
We come to a stop, soldiers aplenty
Towers and wire topped with sentries
What can this place be they have taken us to
As we head to large gates as they shuffle us through
Families separated, herded in file
Women and children, not one did smile
Taken to rooms where our heads are shaved
Is this the way humans behaved
Clothes discarded as we enter the shower
No signs of water no signs of power
Doors slammed as we're all crammed in
History will recall this evil of sins
As we stand in the dark chanting our Jewish faith
We can hear their voices, can't see their faces
Noises above, when do the showers start
The event has begun that tells us humans apart
Questions and sighs, as the walled vents show daylight
Some thing is falling then their slammed tight
A strange aroma starts to fill the air
As all around are screams of despair
Twenty minutes have passed and the quietness is rife
Two thousand people, two thousand lives
Pellets called HCN, Hydrogen Cyanide
Contribute to this genocide
After the quiet we all have to go
Dragged and carted by the Sonderkommando
To be dumped in pits covered by lime
A race to dispose by it's human slime
Auschwitz, Buchenwald & Dachau slaughtered
Many a son, many a daughter
Experiments on children women and men
Some aged 90, many under 10
It's 1945, their end was near, how many alive would reappear
As Russians, British and US troops
Chased the Hun to their German roots
Each camp reached showed it's sordid past
Where millions of me, in extermination gassed
In Auschwitz to this present day
Birds don't fly, no animals play
The reminder is all for there to see
Those terrible days what happened to me
It's 1948, our Nation is born
From histories past, Jewish populations torn
To all who survived I wish you well
And our new born world, called Israel
The Holocaust written 4/26/2009, entered in JP's contest WAR AND HEROISM
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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