Lullaby of Genocide

July 4, 2017

Nazi Guards

Our tale can't tell

All prisoners here--alive in Hell

I eat the dust

She licks the floor

Just to survive--Nothing more

She's drug away

put in a room

Naked in her crowded tomb

I'll dig her grave

Eternal bliss

Forever here in Auschwitz

My turn soon comes

To play deaths game

I'll die the Jew that had no name

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