*
Also for my late friend Thomas O.
*
Once
i was
and once
he was a human being
now
he's thorn apart
though
he's just the second generation
he's still a victim of crimes done
Barbed wire fences
the volts burn into his brain
the smell of corpses
every now and then
it hits (back)
again -
he's surrounded by fences.
Flashbacks
though he wasn't even there.
*
Dream
he's running
in a dream
travelling fast and slow
by train
like sheep to the slaughter
he's a sheep
left....right
death or survival
once
he was a human being
The smell of gas
the smell of death
the overcrowded barracks
barbed wire fences
he runs and runs
he touches the wires
the volts burn my brain
i cry myself awake
he's thorn apart
second generation
victim of evil
once
he too was
a human being
*
© 1983Oct23 - 2020Sept16
Triggered and inspired by some of my nightmares as a child and the book of Primo Levi.
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