Struggle To Live(Genocide) Poem by Vincent Toll

We have to deal with a
Never-ending struggle,
To survive in 'Their' world.

Ripped from Our Homes,
Knocked unconscious,
And placed into a camp.

A camp that is only there
To have only one end result,
Which is the death of “scum”

We are the “scum”
that they speak of,
blamed for everything.

Blamed for the mistakes that
Were made by everyone,
We were sentenced to death.

We live in fear that we will
Be a victim of the same fate,
That so many have fallen to.

Being shot to death,
Working until you die,
Or to Experimentation.

Even the Innocent Infants,
Children and the Elderly
Were all put to Death.

No one Was Safe from This
Corrupted Government Ruled
By An Egomaniacal Lunatic.

The Feeling of Plastic Existence,
As though We Lived only
To be Killed Off like Vermin.

We are used in experiments
Which we lose our lives in,
So that they can Survive War.

Their Goal was to Kill everyone
that they believed were,
Inferior To Everyone Else.