Holocaust

As they kick the chair out from under him
My faith, my hope, my everything has just been killed
Has just been merely taken away from me
As I see him hanging there I hear a voice behind me
“Where is God?”
Where is God?..Where is God? Is that what you ask
There he is hanging there on the Gallows
As we are forced to march past him
It was as if my life had been beaten out of me
As if everything I once was, once had
Was just thrown into the furnace
Like my faith, my hope, my everything.. was just
A piece a mere piece of garbage
As we lined up for evening meals
We each took our portion of soup
Lifting the spoon to a hole in our face that some call a mouth
Why we didn’t call it a mouth, you ask?
We had nothing, nothing…. just a hole left
Slurping up the soup……..
I still remember the taste to this day
The taste of corpses

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