Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
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Well articulated and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm, an insightful piece of poetry.
I feel in your poem the sadness that the place invokes... the anguish, the fear, and the tears that never wash away through all these years. A remarkable write! 10+
Felt every single word. Like thorns, those the germ -mans planted for the Jews in the concentration camps, they gave them as their homes. How deep the crime, never to be erased, shame on the whole human race.
And they'd do it again if they could, anti-Semitism still lives brilliantly in Europe, especially in France, with all their " liberte', fraternite' and egalite'
Previously published by me (as all other my English poetry) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander. - - - The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto Into my skin is deeply set to. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. They radiate such burning light, Like sun, which rose amidst the Night, The Night of Death, the Night of Sin, The Night of Crimes against my kin. Yet through the covers of that Night These yellow stars did shine so bright With cry, which spreads through Universe, Six million voices strong eternal curse. To beasts, with swastika on sleeves, To killers, torturers and thieves, Who brought such Shame on Human Race, Which no one ever will erase. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. I want the World to feel my pain For Jewish lives being lost in vain.
Previously published by me (as all other my English poetry) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander. - - - The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto Into my skin is deeply set to. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. They radiate such burning light, Like sun, which rose amidst the Night, The Night of Death, the Night of Sin, The Night of Crimes against my kin. Yet through the covers of that Night These yellow stars did shine so bright With cry, which spreads through Universe, Six million voices strong eternal curse. To beasts, with swastika on sleeves, To killers, torturers and thieves, Who brought such Shame on Human Race, Which no one ever will erase. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. I want the World to feel my pain For Jewish lives being lost in vain.
Previously published by me ( as all other my English poetry ) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander . ------ The Yellow Star of Jewish Ghetto Into my skin is deeply set to. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. They radiate such burning light, Like sun, which rose amidst the Night, The Night of Death, the Night of Sin, The Night of Crimes against my kin. Yet through the covers of that Night These yellow stars did shine so bright With cry, which spreads through Universe, Six million voices strong eternal curse. To beasts, with swastika on sleeves, To killers, torturers and thieves, Who brought such Shame on Human Race, Which no one ever will erase. Six million weeping yellow stars Are in my heart as painful scars. I want the World to feel my pain For Jewish lives being lost in vain.
I feel the same way but never could of expressed it in such a poignantly true devastatingly, painful and sad way.
Thanks, I'm glad you liked my work.