I wrote the following poem yesterday, after reading a journal entry by Charles V. Ferree on his experiences during World War II. We analyzed the nouns, verbs and adjectives to determine the tone of his journal entry.  I dedicate this poem to all who sacrificed their lives to saves millions of others. Their bravery will never go unnoticed and they will forever be in our hearts.

(The young Jewish children being liberated by the American troops from the Dachau concentration camp.)

http://www.ibtimes.co.uk/ve-day-70th-anniversary-look-germanys-surrender-1945-end-ww2-graphic-images-1499979

 

Driven to an open grave,

Murdered prisoners piled inside.

The body count was still unknown.

Frozen, skeletal bodies,

Send chills down my spine

They’re dying before my eyes.

Blinking will never make it disappear.

The stench around me is burning into my uniform.

Unimaginable tragedies took place here.

Cruel suffered corpses,

Laying in the mud.

I feel the gunfire running through me.

Crazed running prisoners,

Get revenge on their tormentors.

Liberation is known,

For the souls flying above.

Returning to peace for all.