Cry of the Iser River
Who to know the horror
dumped in my
waters?
The day they came,
the home of my creatures
now a grave to the
heaviest dust,
dense in transgression
My currents saturated tenfold
Blurry as the vision of war
covered their eyes & ears
Oxygen replaced by specks of ashes.
By morning, corpses of those
that time & place did not favor became
Blurry as the vision of war
covered their eyes & ears
Oxygen replaced by specks of ashes.
By morning, corpses of those
that time & place did not favor became
the tombstone the world feared to write.
Each particle of my waters,
A tear of the people they killed,
now echo the untold at
Nuremberg.
-M.S.
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