I still see the remains in my head
To the hell those iron paths led
I see the fear in the older folks
See the tears this fear invokes
Hoards are pushed in like cattle
Even breathing is a battle
Temperatures are unbearably high
Keep standing up even after you die
No room to move, not even a twitch
Those that die thrown into a ditch
The rest are sorted into groups
All treated like dirt by the troops
Each Jew transported this way
Gypsies, Romans, all convey
The same road taken, straight to hell
Nobody had time to say farewell
Once in the camp, once sorted out
Those that are young take another route
The old and tiny are all transported
Gas filling chambers untill distorted
Trying to run, even gauging out eyes
Every one fighting their final demise
Inhumane death found in efficient ways
Soldiers working hard for Hitlers praise
Those that are young were put to work
Clean up the atrocities, some went berserk
Piling the bodies in huge dug out holes
Muttering prayers for their lost souls
No food, no hygiene, nothing each day
Each person sliding deeper in decay
Factories built to process human waste
Each dying soul with ten more replaced
Ovens for burning, ashes spread out
Reports made by German scouts
Of the problems and what's the solution
Stamped those humans as pollution
Their buildings remain, the souls still roam
Too violent a death for them to go home
Never forget this tale and its morbid construction
The cold and effective way of this mass destruction
WARNING
The link below has authentic pictures of this holocaust and are not suited for young children.
i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/Dutch_2_lips/Personal/auschwitz.jpg
©dutch2lips
September 5th, 2006
