Plight of the Jew

In World War II if you were a Jew,
Then country Germany would be looking for you,
To be gassed in the gas chamber,
Transverse to that never ending slumber,
Known as death, a thing that everyone fears,
And it was fear, that caused all the hate,
The kind that delivered the Jews their fate.

Shipped onto trains, unaware,
Of the pains and the torture they were to fare,
They could’ve been deported but instead,
They were sorted like cattle by their heads.
Women, children, and also men,
Being transported to the gen-
Ocide, cloaked with a coat of relief,
Who knew that the Germans would deceive?

Come with us, they said,
We’ll give you shelter and keep you well fed,
But what they didn’t say was that we’ll make you dead.
So come on over and give me your head,
And then I’ll strip off your clothes and shoot you dead.

Oh no, killing with the bullet is just too slow,
We need to find a quicker way for them to go,
I know, how about with gas?,
It kills ’em really fast,
And we can kill a thousand of them in one blast.

Finally, the war was ended,
But Germany, they were never amended,
The man behind the terror was insanely demented,
And so he died, and many people cried,
But not for him, for the people he killed,
For those innocent Jewish six mil.

The lesson to be learned on this day,
Is that killing and fighting just don’t pay,
War is bad; war is not the way,
Open up your ears and hear me say:
Six million people died in vain,
Don’t ever let it happen, ever again.