Poem: Birkenau

Recently I was very excited to find out that two of my poems are going to be included in an anthology so I thought I would share the first one with you:

The sun smiles down
On a Van-Gogh meadow
Where people were once unpoured
From a train
Gasping for country air
And holding their loved ones close.
Where the trees whispered
And children made daisy chains
In the shade
Of blissful childish innocence.
Where one summer’s morning
Snow fell
And the sky burned
With the colours of autumn.
Where an orchestra played
Sweet, sad music
Until it was all over.
And now there is calm
The flowers falter in the breeze
Sunshine falls on the wretched
And the trees still whisper.

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