Mauthausen

The floorboards creak with memories

The timber walls scream silence.

There is nothing left in this void,

Nothing but silence.

Cobblestones clean, where blood was once spilt

The rain feebly tries to erase these past evils.

Shadows all around, yet the light offers no comfort,

This hallow feeling; is it emotion?

Words cannot describe.

Graffiti stains the walls, touching phrases of peace and remembrance.

Alas it is too late, for nothing can remove the sins of the past.

Mauthausen 17/08/2010