The Innocent Blood Of A Death Camp

by Zokora   Apr 17, 2007


Tears of a broken
hiding on death camp
wishing for another day to live
among the shadows of destruction
wishing to avoid the man with power
with temper like a volcanic eruption

Tears of a vulnerable
an innocent prisoner
trying to tell the truth
to the deaf ears of "I don't care"
trying to get away
from all the pain and scare

He has no chance escaping the tempest
He has no chance of getting rest

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    Wow, excellent poem. It is greatly written, atmosphere is incredible. The topic is unique and this poem is really powerful.