God was fast asleep that day
and did not hear them moan
They took Mama and my Sister
God did not hear them groan
Papa tried to stop them
"please don`t do this" Papa said
So they dragged him to the street
and shot Papa in the head
The Spider Men are coming
coming in the night
The Spider Men are coming
devouring the light
The whistle of the train
still echoes in my brain
They took Mama and my Sister
now none of us remain
My neighborhood is empty now
no laughter anymore
The Spider Men are coming
kicking down your door
The camp was cold and crowded
acrid smoke was everywhere
The Spider Men were laughing
no one seemed to care
They marched us to the showers
told us not to be afraid
The Spider Men are coming
to lead us to our graves
I still can hear the crying
the praying and the screams
They took Mama and my Sister
I can see them in my dreams
The Spider Men are coming
coming in the night
The Spider Men are coming
devouring the light
and did not hear them moan
They took Mama and my Sister
God did not hear them groan
Papa tried to stop them
"please don`t do this" Papa said
So they dragged him to the street
and shot Papa in the head
The Spider Men are coming
coming in the night
The Spider Men are coming
devouring the light
The whistle of the train
still echoes in my brain
They took Mama and my Sister
now none of us remain
My neighborhood is empty now
no laughter anymore
The Spider Men are coming
kicking down your door
The camp was cold and crowded
acrid smoke was everywhere
The Spider Men were laughing
no one seemed to care
They marched us to the showers
told us not to be afraid
The Spider Men are coming
to lead us to our graves
I still can hear the crying
the praying and the screams
They took Mama and my Sister
I can see them in my dreams
The Spider Men are coming
coming in the night
The Spider Men are coming
devouring the light
Author notes
Many of the victims of the Nazi regime, especially the children, said the Swastikas on the arm bands and uniforms worn by SS officers and Concentration Camp guards, reminded them of a big black spiders.
Written April 15th, 2005
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I got the allusion straight away. What I liked about this was the fact that (again) you are writing "in persona", as a child.
Racism is still rife, even in subtle forms. Some people would claim not to be racist, but will still make private comments about how a flood of Spanish-speakers is changing their country, or how Arabic will soon be the official language of Europe (I'm a Scot, by the way, but I was brought up in England, and because I still have a tinge of English in my accent, people often make racist remarks to me).
Good work.

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My wife was born in Scotland and raised in England. She spoke 5 languages and traveled the world with British Airways. Interesting coincidence. Thanks for your thoughtful and insightful comments.
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Very good
Bravo...A great piece with strong emotions offering a child's view of the hate and pain inflected against a people by modern day monsters. A good read requiring the reader to think as well as feel his way through the words. You paint a picture with words that bring your memories alive in the reader's mind, and we too can appreciate your world filled with fear. Very imaginative use of words and skillfully constructed. It is well written with powerful imagery that liberate their presents from the page and enter our hearts with ease of skill. Your words carry weight and are not easily forgotten or dismissed as they fester in mind and soul, for all who hear them are wounded by the experience.


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Awesome!
Oh wow do I have the chills, this was so well done! I too read this as a song sung by innocence in fear, most powerful illusions are called. Thank you for joining us, all the best, Sandi -
Excellent. The emotion, instead of seeping th
Very powerful poem, especially because of its portrayal of the child's point of view. The "spider men" analogy is apt since children often give such names and titles to humans and objects. The repeating verse zooms out of the child's view and into an adult format, which is good. It's like a song, a bitter yet innocent song. And it also describes the holocaust well without saying the actual word, which adds to its intrigue. -
Excellent job on this one. I think the analogy is rather apt, actually. Those were some sick people, and the sad thing is that the evil didn't stop there. It has continued on into the present day. Great job on this one.
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