Train to Auswitz

With jammed cattle cars filled to the brim
The train to Auswitz arrived at the station,
For the proposed Jewish final solution.
A Plethora of people men, women and children
Some panicky, some finicky, some confused,
Not knowing their destiny they mused.
But fate had a cruel sword,
Separating all loved ones without a word.
Men to the left, women to the right,
Generations of family divided and destroyed on site!
Children and elderly sent to gas chambers,
For their failure to be productive labour members.
Chosen few toiled in the concentration camps,
And had the number stamps
On the hand!
Generations later people honored them as numbered!
But who could relate to the pain and trauma they encountered.
And Auswitz became a symbol of holocaust notoriety
Lamenting man for his frailty, selfishness and stupidity.
© Ankimystic