by David G Dickenson
THE HOLOCAUST
WHAT PAIN THIS MIGHTY NATION WEPT
AND SEE ITS SONS AND DAUGHTER WANE
TO LIVE THROUGH TYRANNY UNKEPT
NO HAVEN FROM THIS LANGUISHED PAIN
FROM HELL'S DARK PORTALS CAME THE HATE
A FOREIGN POWER TO DARKEN DAYS
AND MURDER HOPE OF PRIDE TO FATE
AND STAMP THEIR MARK UPON THIS STATE
WHAT WAS LOST THIS FAITH SO STRONG
WHO FELT THE JACKBOOT FOR SO LONG
THEIR HOPES AND PRAYERS LOST IN A CROWD
THIS GALLANT FOLK THEIR ANGUISH PROUD
REMEMBER THEN WHEN POPPIES FALLING
THOSE DAD BUT STALWART SOULS WHO GREW
FROM CHOSEN RANKS OF GOD'S GOOD CALLING
DIED FOR SIMPLY BEING JEW