Eclipse
Eclipse
The railway carried us away
On trains by day,
On trains by night
Away
To descend onto a God-forsaken stage
In hell
In the line to the left
You need no bed, nor shelter
In the line to the right
You will run with a sack on your back
Until you can’t go on
Until
In naked fear
Your dignity stripped
All contact from before, lost
You are forgotten
Outside of the imagination
Of those who might care
For now
While you assemble
In the chamber
For a shower
Of gas
Just a number
Like your brother
Who has passed
Outside the stinking wall
Where almost all
Are corpses
Stacked and burned in the open air
There is no room in the crematorium
And those not yet dead
Are turned on the fire
And the rank smoke rises
To eclipse a sun
That shines brightly
Beyond the pyre
Above a disconnected world
Carol Falaki
Jeff Dawson
Sat 22nd Nov 2008 11:36
Hi Carol, I really like this, although obviously we wish we didn't have to record such memories.
Your poem is stark reality of what happened to so many innocent people, very well written.
My remembrance poem 11:11 was more of a personal tribute and reflects the service I attend in Bolton every year, take care Jeff