Colors Fade

Smoke still rises

Ashes still fall

Death overwhelms

The many voices that call

 

Hope has failed;

Love will die

Colors fade

And the darkness will rise

 

The sun grows weak

Warmth is drowned

Cold joints creak

Beaten hearts slow down

 

Now all is gone

Nothing left to be found

For all that enter

The death bell will sound

 

This is a poem about the life in Nazi death camps. I started writing this peom because this is what we are talking about in school.Image

(This is from the book Maus by Art Spiegelman)