Holocaust

They were crumpled and tossed,

hummingbird expressions

lined skeletal faces

no horror, no shock

only a blank sallow

death can give.

 

The ovens had cooked them

bleached boned them

leaving them naked and prey

to self-righteous

maggots

clicking one frame at a time.

 

What does God say?

I’m sorry?

I’m sorry for you

chosen to dance

entangled in tombs?

Bulldozers scrape,

fingernail and chalkboard,

into an eternal ditch

no coffins

no single rose.

2 comments

  1. Gee · 27 Days Ago

    Well said.

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