Treblinka
There it was seen a monument to a place that should not have existed
On a land which should not be hallowed
From a time where man has raised up his sword against other man
To try to erase a nation
Names unmarked
Blazing in a land surrounded by nature who begs to move on
And attempts to breath life
But it is painted on
As green grass crackles underneath your feet
As though long dead
A rouse to hide what it has seen
Treblinka
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