Concentration Camps

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem was written for my war poetry anthology. I wrote my anthology on the Second Boer War. The poem is a disillusionment about a soldier in charge of guarding the concentration camp.

Submitted: February 20, 2017

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Submitted: February 20, 2017



Two more sent to the camp

An array of tents of Boers

A herd of sick sheep in there

They’re lives are nearly over

For two died last night

A kid and his mother

The woman held the child tight

In her stomach was his brother


They say for their safety

To protect them from the war

How many have died already?

What are we fighting for?

Why not let the Boers free

And return to our homes?

Why so obsessed with gold,

When so many lives are gone?


Yet, I am unable to speak aloud

And stand to watch them die.


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