History repeats? Its up to you

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A poem I wrote shortly after visiting Auschwitz.

Submitted: November 22, 2011

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Submitted: November 22, 2011



History repeats? It’s up to you.


The dead silence hits you

as you enter this hell.


No wildlife near,

sence of death all around.


The emotion uncopeable

tears flow down your cheek.


The bleakness of the camp

The rotting hair.


Unable to cope

I begin to weep.

droplets hit the floor,

an ear-bursting echo.


The blizzard like snow-flurry

Freezeing my tears,

as you think how they coped.


The images of the dead

provoke anger from within,


Think of my family

and the evil that did this.

Unable to forgive,

the frustration rages,


The message of the visit hits me,

we can not allow this to happen again.

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