Death to Understanding

As you touch the old wall

            You can feel the spirits still there

            Hear them cry

            Feel their pain

This is a place of death

            A place that is a grave

            Living and breathing

            Kept alive by those trapped here

Long abandoned

            It no longer is what it used to be

            But that pain remains behind

            It is trapped within crumbling walls

It was built with hatred

            With inhumanity

            With prejudice

            With pain

Red brick

            Barbed wire

            Wood

            Cement

Walking through it

            You can feel

            The pain

            The torment

So many lives destroyed

            The old

            The innocent

            The young

It is a horrible place

            You can feel it all around you

            Permeating your spirit

            Cold and uncaring

Yet from all that bad

            The good has come

            To educate

            So it never happens again

Those lives are not wasted

            They do live on

            They teach us

            A lesson we can't afford to forget

Auschwitz, Bergen-Belsen, Dachau, Treblinka.

            Those names still affect a horror

            Just by speaking them

            Knowing what they were

Death camps

            Extermination

            Torture

            So much pain and suffering

So many deaths

            All needless

            All so cruel

            Mans inhumanity to man

Now they are places of learning

            Show us what hatred brings

            What prejudice can cause

            How the past can teach us

So many lost people

            So many bad memories

            So many evil people

            So many people that hate

Remember..

            Those that were lost here

            Those that suffered

            Those lessons that taught..