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A Winter's War...

A Winter's War...

Light a candle 
Say a prayer 
Let it melt 
Hear the train 
White smoke 
Dances to their death 
Whistle no name
Jews, lose their breath 
Not deemed a patriotic fighter 
Instead,
A bruised finger on a communist typewriter 
Places to hide in black and white 
A Jewish life, can still be right 
Within an ivory key
They're crystal clear 
I can almost hear the notes of tragedy
Sergeants stamped their own damn fear
Shameful gun, hot to touch
Innocent souls bled too much
Blood seeped through frost bitten ice 
As the white turned to red
Kill another! The officer said 
Poland was for history and sacrifice 
The nazi invasion was for poison and human life 
This barbaric behaviour should not be tolerated 
Within a movement, from others, Hitler was hated! 

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Nine Eleven

Excellent poem Wayne, I visited Auschwitz recently, the feeling I got physically made me sick, I can't comprehend what went on there, I'd say most prayed for death.

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Wayne Stubbs

A place I would love to go but at the same time, I think I'd feel like you, sick to my stomach, the tragedies that went on there, must be unspeakable, ? thanks Gerard for saying so ?

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Terry Kay

Dear Wayne, my oldest son's father was the son of survivors. Momma and Daddy were in Auschwitz.  The scars were horrible on them. They both had 7 siblings with only 1 sibling surviving with them.    Daddy had a wife and 3 children that died.   Daddy said he was on the truck with one of his brothers on the way to the gas chambers and somehow he fought and escaped his brother died.  They were from Poland.  My son is the only one left in the world to carry on the family name.  Momma always said she survived because a soldier sneeked food to her.  She was just a child. We must never forget... I commend you on this write..

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow! What a deep comment, I thank you ever so much for it, horrendous times Terry, unthinkable horrors must of went on, 
thanks for your nice words and brilliant comment ?

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Terry Kay

Wayne, As long as I have air in me will speak for those that no longer can.  I loved and admired these two beautiful people and we all must speak of things that are evil in the world any time we can..God Bless You...

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lodigiana

There is a terrible movement to try to diminish what shocking things took place- We must NEVER forget or look the other way but confront the inhumanity man is capable of inflicting on his fellow man and never forget that given certain sets of circumstances and evil leading them ..that  man is capable of awful atrocities -Thank you for reminding us of what we should never forget!
Lodigiana xxx

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Wayne Stubbs

You are very true lodigiana, apparently sometimes it's all rainbows and sunshine, we should never forget our history, it shapes us for the future, thanks for you excellent comment ??

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