Dan Menyes
Green High School
182 Words

A woman stands with a candle in hand,
Eyes focused forward, unblinking, unchanging.
She utters not a word, for nothing could describe
The tremendous pain she feels inside.

Huge buildings built on the foundation of hate
Stand in the shadows of the dark still night
Symbols of torture and symbols of distress.
Symbols of death, and of eternal unrest.

A single pair of rusted railroad tracks
Lead to the entrance of this unimaginable place.
The souls of millions cry into the air,
Cries of desperation, cries of despair.

Fences and walls surround this terrible site
Locking in the death, locking in the hate.
This place has no remorse, it has no shame,
Pure evil itself can be the only thing to blame.

The woman shakes and falls to her knees
Tears of remembrance stream down her face
Visions of terror force the woman to cry
"How could you let my loved ones die?"

A woman stands with a candle in hand,
Eyes focused forward, unblinking, unchanging.
She utters not a word, for nothing could describe
The tremendous pain she feels inside.