Hope

Hopes plummeted
the ash fell, drifting
like snow
it fell from the chimney
the release from their hell

Welcome

Goodbye

Three words, Arbeit Macht Frei

A Lie

The only shower is the ash
raining down outside
generations float to the ground
descending into history
but not forgotten

The slaughter
the pain
I ask what you cannot

Yahweh, where were you?

The Chosen
subject but unconquered
by the manic lunacy of efficiency,
the workings of this Bureaucracy
where no questions are asked
about the trains to the East

Euphemism hides the horror
though not for long
for Adolf's war has gone wrong
soon German girls will be raped by "lesser races",
Hitler Youth boys will be bayonetted
amd the Red Army will find the bodies
and they will not be able to tell the difference
between the living and the dead

Liberation means that claims of ignorance
can last no longer than
the rope around the murderer's necks

the reasoning was unique
the malice was not
the attempts at genocide go on

 
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