Screams

The screams kept reverberating

Thundering, those heart-wrenching cries,

Within the confines of the ghetto walls

As they stood in lines, men and women and children alike

Some sniffling in silence, others trying to restrain,

Protest, unsuccessfully, fruitlessly,

While they were being dragged

To be penalized for a crime, they never committed.

They knew their faith had been sealed, and that,

Not even a miracle may come their way

Rescuing them out of some grave consequences.

Families are heartlessly broken, as they wished

Precious belongings, which had been once

Cherished for a lifetime, now scattered all across

The deadly silent streets. They whimpered,

They implored, they requested, they revolted,

Yet, each had to, at last, relent to the heartless

Criminals of humanity.

And those who were shot, on their way

To the worst of the hells, had been the luckiest,

For they had escaped the scorching pits of

An inhuman abomination, of years of

Gut-wrenching torture,

Of trauma, so colossal, so cavernous.

A few brave souls, yet survived

All of those years which had put

Humanity to shame. The offenders of humanity

Till the end attempted to justify

Their heartlessness, the tyranny, the absolute cruelty,

Yet, downfall did await them. Justice

Was not served, would never be, for,

The demonic callousness would never be accounted for.

Those ghettos, they still shudder with

Some tormenting screams of the past.