Condemned to Live
Silent faces
Grim reminders of the life before us
Fear and doubt mirrored in our eyes
Where is God? Where is God?
The rails of cold steel rattle
Like the moaning of the wind
Like the screams of souls
Telling of our own fate
Look, fire!
It grows in the night
Fed by the sacrifice of others
By the cruelty of another
Eight simple words
Spoken without care
Without thought
Men to the left, women to the right
Flames grow ever nearer
Inviting us into warmth and brightness of its core
But we are saved to die another day
The gates loom above: Work is liberty
Night consumes us
The sun shall never dawn on us again
Keep faith, one says, but I say
Why?
The sad angel
Once a bright and beautiful child
Remains silent as he is hung
And now I say, God is here, hung on the gallows beside this angel
The freezing winds bites us
Snow blinds us as we march
Many fall and do not stir
Never to walk again
The rails rattle once more
Food is thrown at us
Father turns against son
Friend against friend
A wail of death rises above wind
And is taken up by all
Joined as one in our sorrow
Not knowing against whom we cry
New gates of steel
New torture waits
But in the Night we are nothing
We care not; we do not feel
I awake in the cold morning
To find myself alone
The bunk beneath me is empty
I am alone
Freedom finds me
My suffering is over
I look to the mirror
And a corpse gazes back
The look in his eyes shall never leave me
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