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...