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Silent Scream

Heart's silent scream
     lovers torn 
       from savaged arms

   Hunched over 
     bludgeoned into queue
       they disappear from view

    Auschwitz
      Bergen-Belsen
        Buchenwald
          Dachau ...  

    'Arbit Macht Frei'    *



  ___________________
  *'Work sets one free.'
    Sign posted at the
    gates to Auschwitz
     ~ Hell on Earth.

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/23/2023 11:45:00 AM

We are caving into an already nazified government, the worst is the propaganda tells us All IS Well. From other fake sources.how many know when the Anschluss was? One is smoking hash if one dreams of a peaceful world…the next world yes, not this one. Our pres. Is spreading hatred of whites like crazy We could have another Holocaust like why not! The Holocaust never ended, see Israel. The murder of innocent Jews by Arabs. People don’t know all the horrors in the camps.it’s humungous. Pangie

Ann Peck

Date: 5/23/2023 9:26:00 AM

We must not let it happen again!

Michael Tor

Date: 5/22/2023 10:23:00 PM

It certainly was Hell on earth. The military took too long to free those prisoners when they knew of the atrocities that were taken place. I never understood that but I am sure somewhere there in their sick minds was a reason...

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 5/22/2023 9:08:00 PM

Horrendous, Shameful and inhuman. I was born in London in 1937, during the Blitz, and saw the evidence of many hearts silently screaming. When will we realise war is not the road to peace?

Valsa George

Date: 5/22/2023 8:58:00 PM

Auschwitz will continue to haunt generations ! How many young lives were cruelly demolished and how many dreams shattered. The atrocities this place has witnessed will continue to disturb human consciousness for long. Your poem has birthed a number of sad memories.