HOLOCAUST MEMORIAL DAY 27/JANUARY. 70YEARS ON.

Today  is  Holocaust Memorial Day (27 January) is a national commemoration day in the United Kingdom dedicated to the remembrance of those who suffered in The Holocaust, under Nazi Persecution, and in subsequent genocides in Cambodia, Rwanda, Bosnia and Darfur.

On  this  day  70 years  ago  the Russian Troops  arrived  at and liberated   Auschwitz.  I have  written  two poems to try and express how terrible  Auschwitz and the other death camps were.

 

 

 

 

 

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The Arrival

The  train stopped!

Days had  passed, lost count

Pleople  had died  like  flies they’d dropped.

The  smell the fear, bad  enough, began to  to mount.

 

Get out,  Get out  get out, quick , quick

They  screamed at them , move, move  are you thick?

The  dead  and  weak at the front they scrapped to  the floor

The  rest of them  fell or stumbled out of the door.

 

Line  up , women and children here

Men and teenage  boys over there .

They  did not  know  the  significance

Right, left  , life  death  the difference.

 

The  old,   the babies , those  who were weak

Went one  way, lost  forever  tired, quiet and meek.

The  S.S. doctors selected  the fit and  the strong

To  work  them to death …… It  would  not take  long.

 

This  way , hurry  we have nice showers  for you

You won’t  need  your  clothes we will give  you all something new.

Into  the showers yes  mixed no room for shyness or  shame

Who  bloody  cares  you will never  be seeing anyone  again.

 

Thousands when into the” Shower Blocks” unsure  and scared

No one  came out  alive,  hydrogen cyanide made  sure  they died .

Sonderkommandos where waiting  to clear  the  dead bodies 

Into the furnaces , the doors open wide.

 

Those who  went the other  way

Were stripped and shaved, to survive another day

They were registered  and given   numbered tattoos

Forced  through  a shower given striped pyjams and wooden shoes.

 

No one lasted long they were worked to death

The  food was to little  and  people  would fight

To survive , but hunger  and exhaustion took their last breath

Or a bullllet, a surgeons knife , a beating  or sicknes  in the night.

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Voices

Tell me now and tell me true

What have I ever  done to you

I have never even raised  my voice

Tell me now is it  a crime to be a Jew.

 

Why did you  you take  my baby

Left me to live this evil life

Snatched from my breast , leaving me crazy.

All my  family  gone, escaped, at least  this strife.

 

I no longer see men , women or children

I just see bodies, I push them through

I scrape  them out again to burn

They will kill me  too, I am a Sonderkommando what can I do.

 

Turn away do not  look

Here comes  the Kapo 

Don’t get in his bad book.

He is  the one in the know.

 

Yes sir  no  sir , lick  your boots

I shall do anything  to stay alive

I’ve no family  left  or any  roots.

If you like me I  might just  thrive……….

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I cannot  write  enough in this  blog  it would  be never ending . I do urge  you to read The Holocaust Explained . I would also recommend  a film  The Devils Arithmatic  it is a very  good  film  and even children  could  watch and  learn  much  from it.

I have done  my  best  with this post, I cannot do the subject justice  but I have done my  best.

I cannot  apologize  for the words or  photographic material, all I can say is, it is all true.

PLEASE MAY WE NEVER FORGET. 

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