Holocaust. Such a terrifying experiance to the survivers. THEY are the REAL britain. - 24 November 2005
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Nazi.
Twenty thousand people
Queued
Beneath
The mother that cried
Blowing like the breeze,
The place
They didn’t belong
All their memories
Stranger to
The wet under
The children’s eye
Take me home!
Nazi in their crude,
Mountains rich of blue
Gone
Dining their food
Gone.
Take me home!
A plebiscite to their attitude
Queued
Above
The father that cried.
It still remains
To this day
The vision.
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2005-11-24 at 18:27
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