Hannah Diane Williams

I Am The Holocaust - Poem by Hannah Diane Williams

I am the evil that was seen
With a mustache on his face...

I am the ones that were
Held against there will

I am the sound that was
Heard of screaming, begging for a way out.

I am the innocent blood that was
Shed on these evil fields.

I am the flesh that was
Torn beyond the wired gates.

I am the tears that were
Seen crying on these graves.

I am The Holocaust.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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