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Hell On Earth

Images
Images of the dead
Images of the dying
Images of the suffering

Sounds
Cries of the suffering
Moans of the dying
Silence of the dead

My life has been
Filled with those images and sounds
The silence was far worse,
It spoke the truth.
The world could be cruel a place.

Jews were hated,
Hated enough to be tortured,
Hated enough to be killed mercilessly.

People had wondered why
Why had God let this happen?
Why the Jews?
Why anyone?
Why was this happening to us?

We had done nothing,
Nothing to deserve this,
Nothing at all.

The concentration camp
It was hell on earth.
Hitler was the devil,
We were the unfortunate ones.

“A corpse gazed back at me”,
That is all I had become
The camp had changed us all

Sons killed fathers,
Brothers killed brothers.
Food was scarce.
Warmth was leaving our bodies.
Exhaustion took over.

Everyone was on their own.
We tried to help the last of our family.
Soon ourselves came first.
It became yourself against the world.
No one helped you.
It was just you.
…Just you…