(Composed in remembrance
On April 17, 2010).
Das
Stelenfeld
Hundreds in rows
Low as grave stones
Silent slabs in morning
Amongst the grey I wander
Between the concrete masses
Beginning even with the ground
Then slowly rising from the earth
Until they stretch as charging soldiers
Obscuring the view of the heavens above
Oppressive maze, confusing, they mislead
Memorializing the murdered millions
Lives cut short by hate and malice
Slowly fading back to the earth
Yet even still they linger
Lurking in the ground
Will we remember
Lend our voice
Or look away
Cowardly
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