Wasn't a pretty time
Jews were shot for existing
Veer left veer right sent to the crematoria
Herded like cattle & gassed
Eyes were protruding outward
While bodies were burning
Babies were snatched up taken
Jews were nothing but filth, scum
Known only by one's number
Packed 5000 tight
One on top of the other
Dead were held up right
So the count could continue onward
Mementos were taken
A picture a candle one's knife
A wedding photo of happy times
Of a life that was obliterated like that
That went up in smoke
A shell of one's self that was
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