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These nightmares Are black and white Rectangle pieces of paper Because colored Cuts would hurt Too much Instead we track Railway cars packed People stacked And dropped behind Barbed wire restraints Bare burnt brick buildings Were soldier’s stole Pretty clothes Trinkets, and anything gold Never forget The nearly naked numbered men That barely survived The acid burning Of women and children Starving saints More bone than flesh Ovens made to cook The stolen Skin of their kin We hold such horrors Far away Keeping shallow thoughts close While Forgetting those Who suffered such indignities But this is our shared history Lessons we need to see repeatedly So we do not let others succeed in Seeding the same dark tyranny In our modern democracy
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
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These nightmares Are black and white Rectangle pieces of paper Because colored Cuts would hurt Too much Instead we track Railway cars packed People stacked And dropped behind Barbed wire restraints Bare burnt brick buildings Were soldier’s stole Pretty clothes Trinkets, and anything gold Never forget The nearly naked numbered men That barely survived The acid burning Of women and children Starving saints More bone than flesh Ovens made to cook The stolen Skin of their kin We hold such horrors Far away Keeping shallow thoughts close While Forgetting those Who suffered such indignities But this is our shared history Lessons we need to see repeatedly So we do not let others succeed in Seeding the same dark tyranny In our modern democracy
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
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