The Holocaust in One Sentence

Under the last rays
of the merciless sun
on a barren dessert
of sand dry as the bones it conceals
and behind the ominous veil of a shimmering sea,
s h e e r c r i e s
like dying dogs in rough, iron cages
shatter the repentant silence
with their dwindling life and growing will
until the last of the hysterical shrieks
have imprinted their incomplete story
into the

still silent waters
of this cruel, unforgiving world
that carries their legacies on its tainted conscience.

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