A common space for harmonic peacemakers
Auschwitz-Birkenau, January 1945.
07 January 2011
No more the wretched cries of loss are heard within this place
This godforsaken abattoir, this slaughter house of shame
We walk here with the ghosts of they who never left these walls
Remembered in a distant land with one eternal flame.
No birds sing here nor pass in flight, Life ceases at the gate
The silence of the grave abides within this fence of hate
And even from the hardest heart it begs the question why
The ovens scream their dreadful truth and draw tears from the eye.
A cold and dreadful ambiance dumbfounds the passerby
Imagined sounds of shuffling feet of those about to die
The chambers clean and empty now, no sign of what befell
What evil mindless tyranny designed this ordered Hell
What awful mind, what twisted thought, imagined such as this
Where hid the soul, of all they who, betrayed with Judas kiss
The tears of thousands cannot cleanse, this stain that mars the land
Nor Pilates basin, wash the blame, from zealots bloodied hand
Where stood we then, who stare in shame, when first was heard the toll
These pain and anguish haunted halls, ring guilt throughout the soul
Look on in shame, forget not all, we witnessed here today
Lest rage and hatred, land marked here, will never go away