A poem

By: Rev. Martin Niemoller

First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for the communists
and I did not speak out because I was not a communist.

Then they came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for me
and by then there was no one left to speak out for me.  



by Alexander Kimel - Holocaust Survivor


We will never forget the selections at Auschwitz,

Where Black Jackals condemned millions to gas,

Right - death, left - life, right death... death ...death.

The black finger, surrounded with barking dogs,

Works like the Angel of Death, creating living hell.


Children are torn apart from the tender embrace

Of mothers, clinging to their treasures.

Babies wailing from hunger,

Parents parting tearfully with their children.

Fathers shaken with helpless rage.

The condemned form a column of trembling fear.


Soon the mass of fainting humanity

Is lead to the clean foyer of death.

Disrobe quickly, take a shower and you will be fed.

Food! Food! The hungry mass of disoriented humanity

Awakens runs and fights to get into the chamber of gas.


The heavy door closes and the cyclone dropped.

Soon the parents choke and turn blue,

Later the children turn rigid with death

The people become a twisted load,

Of intertwined limps and heads glued with blood.


When the human pulp is ready for the works,

Sondercommando quickly pull,

The bodies apart, peel the gold from the mouths.

And the remains are taken to the open pit,

Where the bones are cleaned with fire,

And the fat drained for human soap.


Six days a week the Jackals drink beer,

And rejoice doing the Devil's work.

Sunday is the day of rest, the day

When the Jackals ride to the Church, to praise God

And assure the Salvation of their pious souls.


Deutschland, Deutschland Uber Alles!

In this Kingdom of Evil,

There is no peace for the Righteous.

It is the wicked that inherited

This tortured World, engulfed

In the red, milky, cry-absorbing fog,

Guarding the wilted conscience of man.