With crows flying up high.
Down there laid something abysmal
And no one dares to sigh
Packed with trains and carried with trucks
An astonishing number of Jews arrived
From the streets or homes they were plucked
To face a destiny they could not survive
They walked in line or hardly walked
With their feet so sore with tire
At the danger many balked
Milk and bread and a bed they desire
Men and women walked in different lines
Young and old were picked out and combined
Separated families screamed in dismay
Nazis looked for random prisoners to slay
Each was assigned a dark cold room
They all know they were to be doomed
How can we call this home sweet home?
Where rats and ticks spread in the gloam.
The night was long and they wished for light
A crowd of Nazis came to sigh
Shooting began like firecrackers sound
To death and hell they were bound.