Holocaust

I shiver in the cold
my very bones
rattle with the chill
night seeping into my soul.
In the darkness
people moan
as friends and family
are burned to ashes
as their hands try to hold
what's already gone.
In ther night
all I can see
are the dying embers
souls released
from the earthly hell.
'Arebeit Macht Frei'
their work is done.
Mine continues.
I will join them soon.
Together,
we will go free.