Fiend of Our Past
Sun Shining
Warm on our backs as we climb
The danger sign far below us
Over sharp, sea-cut rocks
Down sandstone bluffs
Wind whipping our hair from our faces
A mile up the coast
Our parents calling wonder tinting their voices
Forbidden joys of life
Forgotten
For we are in hiding
Scared for our lives
Judged by our religion
Starved by fear
We hear sirens outside
Creatures all uniformed
Inhuman ways of thinking
The leader shouts orders,
A strange, out of this world language
Others got caught
Evil word
What you didn’t want to be
Shot down right before my eyes
I scream inside my head
How can they do that?
Power
Isn’t it illegal?
No
We haven’t had a real meal in days
Or a bath
Or a good night’s sleep
Stress, tension
My mother cries
My father sulks
My sister doesn’t talk
Grandpa is dead.
The first victim
of the monster
killing the population
My mother’s dad
Shot on the street
His familiar laugh ringing in my ears like the gunshot
That took his life
Before me, in the shadows
Blood splattered everywhere
They took him in a truck
To the chambers, to make sure he’s dead
This is my future
My past
Living in this black world
of Nazi Germany