Dachau Poems - Poems about Dachau

... Piles of ashes mountains of bones The smell of flesh burning crematoria’s home Auschwitz, Dachau Buchenwald now fade Hitler replaced by the H......

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...Remembered the 1940s, the season of the holocaust. Six million irons, disjointed from their ores Were forged in bottomless pits of anvils. The swarming bees in a ceremonious buzzing Were uncouple......

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...Heart's silent scream lovers torn from savaged arms Hunched over bludgeoned into queue they disappear from view Auschwitz Bergen-Belsen Buch......

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...A simple life, Is all that we dreamed of, To raise our families, To be proud of the country we call home. Our lives were interrupted, By the rantings of a madman, Who thought that genocide, G......

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...Blackened potato rock-hard tomato Piece of stale bread filthy mattress, a bed All luxuries at Auschwitz Bergen-Belsen and Dachau ......

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... "5" benevolence and favour seemed to be absent in the world grace, a name whispered before a meal shared 5 fingers on each hand steeples, hiding people g......

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...Walking thru the gates of, This hell known as Dachau, Looking at the words, "Arbeit Nacht Frei" " Work sets you free" I see them in their pinstripped clothes, Torn, Dirty hanging off their bodi......

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...Under The Cover. . You can never ever Tell a book by it’s cover As I was later to discover The Lady in the Nursing home The old man across the way All have a story to tell Hidden away . Som......

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...Not too long ago, back about 1929 Was conceived a boy, name of Danny Fine Born on a Thursday, 24th of October A day the stock market turned stone-cold sober When the crash was over, five days l......

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...as Las Vegas blood pours on Manchester in droplets the shape of poker chips scattered, dropped by a God laughing all the way to the bank when the lattice streets, corners and cobbles and bridges o......

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...At The Gates of Auschwitz Today, I stand At the gates of hell; “Arbeit macht frei,” (work sets you free!) That is Auschwitz. Where they burned God’s children, And the ......

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...Why? Ended World War Two L I B E R A T E D From Dachau Asking Just One Questio......

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...From Poland hailed your Uncle Max, who in matters of manners was a bit lax, While from France came Aunt Belle, whom I thought was really quite swell. Next up from Russia was Cousin Boris, whom I al......

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...When I was young, my father wrote poems, lovely poems, in Yiddish. In one poem, he called me, his only son, his 'kadish'l, the one who would recite the Kaddish, the Prayer for the Deceased, for him ......

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...Dachau The train rails are gone, the processing center an exhibition. The barracks scrubbed. The hanging loops in The shower rooms removed, racks and whipping tables clean and displayed. The ......

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