I saw a place crowded with souls
there were skulls and fingers and teeth
I saw a place filled with tragedy
traces of a tears and blood and sweat.
The smell was still in the air
remaining still undercover
their pain ripping apart my own soul
through barber wires and chains and ropes.
The place where once carried the horror
now brings money and questions
why and how could this all have happened?
weren’t they just human beings?
what fault justifies such cruelty?
I saw a place that can never be unseen
I saw souls hanging around the trees
I saw trees carrying those souls with them
And in me
it now lies
a witness of a horror to never forget.
