Marching off to a living hell,
Marching through days and nights,
Marching and marching is all one tells,
And living there, only few had rights.
Tearing out hearts, tears, and souls,
Tearing through hopes and dreams,
Tearing and Tearing is all one knows,
Through the eyes of one unseen.
Masses of Killings of innocent voices,
Masses of fear, pain, and sorrow,
Masses of horror and little choices,
For most that were sought, they had no tomorrow.
For every voice that tells a tale,
For every thought that has lived on,
For every letter sent through mail,
Four soul’s light essences have not gone on.
Many a smoke was raised to the sky,
Many a cries were pierced through nights,
Many a tears shed slipped to ground, were they still lie,
And no one can help them to dreams within sight.
One word describes the horrible fates,
One word describes all of these things,
One word describes those of Holocaust fates,
Remember this word and not let this happen again.
I’ll tell you once, and don’t speak of it,
For this word will open a gate,
The word is one that many distrust,
The word is…………Hate.
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Author notes
For the victims, survivors, and ones effected of the Holocaust. We hold your names in honour.
A contest entry
- "TERRORISM" by rinzurajan.
800 points, ended March 17, 20 entries
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Comments
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amazing...i loved the way u so beautifully described the recent events in the worlds all stemming from this one thing called hate...
Good luck
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I agree, the world is indeed hate. Good job on the poem. Beautiful.
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great job! i loved the repetitiveness you give the piece and the emotion you pored into it was very well seen, the last line strong much like the whole poem great work!
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