Holocaust - An Art & Poetry

Holocaust

An epic society,
Once a thriving nation.
It comes to the water,
To cool the burnt flesh.

Cooling the burning,
Stopping the screams.
We wade in the ash,
That floats on the water.

We scream our prayers,
For they fall on deaf ears.
The screams have been silenced,
For all time.

For the Holocaust,
Of this epic world.
A tragedy to never speak,
But always remember.