Snap! Perfect selfie
A tick on the bucket list
Another holiday memory
from a trip,
 
to Auschwitz...
 
There are flowers here in Auschwitz
Growing on the blood-soaked ground
 
A flower number 55 is red
Like the blood that had been shed
 
A flower number 129 smells like gas
Like the chambers that took lives
 
A flower number 3 078 smells like pain
Endured, in a torture every day
  
A flower number 20 503 smells like fear
Of living and dying in agony  
 
A flower number 400 076
is too weak to smell like anything

There are 1 300 000 flowers in Auschwitz
Growing on the blood-soaked ground
 
But who will remember that...

Old Barbie looks in the mirror
Terrified with what she sees
The reflection shows her a stranger
Someone she doesn’t want to be

Her face is old and wrinkled
Her hair turned thin and grey
Her body used to be perfect
Now weak and out of shape

Old Barbie covers her face
Trying to hide from despair
But she can’t stop what she feels
On artificial cheeks real warm tears...

There is still time
To have breakfast in bed
after we woke up
There is time to talk
Slowly
Carefully
Picking words which don’t hurt
We can still hold hands
Gaze into each other’s eyes
Be kind
Be nice
We still have time to laugh
Watch each other smiles
And be amazed
Everyday

It is not too late

I keep on searching
But my pocket is empty
There’s a hole at the bottom

What a mess

Words all over the floor
Letters spilled in the kitchen sink
Thoughts in the bathtub playing
hide and seek

Nothing left

Today I won’t write anything

I need words to soothe my soul
Nurture my heart
Heal my wounds

I want to write to thank you

Soon

I’ll try again

But, not today

Hello Big Shot you killed again
The bullet hit right in the center
The rush feels good
You know it well
You’re holding hands with
the danger

Don’t play with the fire
mama said
But blood addicts once
you taste it
Now all you want is ******
and death
Saving lives isn’t on your agenda

You built an Empire with big guns
Shooting whoever tries to touch you
A mighty King wearing a crown
Sitting on the Golden Throne

Bang, bang goes another round
Bang, bang all you can hear
Bang, bang echoing in your mind
Bang, bang…………….