Bright flame against dark bleak boots
Rests a high-heeled red wedge shoe
Dense crowd files past in silence as red shoe comes into view
Blood red shoe belonged to
a young girl; who was she?
Scarlet shoe, evocative of youth, vitality
Was the wearer dancing
on the eve before the train?
Realise as she saw steel gates she'd never dance again?
Did she think it was a shower to cleanse
For personal ablution
Know Hitler's evil Nazis sought the - 'Final Solution?'
Red wedge shoe amongst dull black ones
Grabs fraught crowd's imagination
Staring through plate glass at lost, murdered generation
Survivors helped by loved ones
Survey grim gruesome scene
Memories, never gone, sweet lives that might have been
Sad, silent crowds, eyes brimming
Leave wood huts that house decay
The sun is out, but it feels cold, no words for them to say
They gassed them over there, guide tells
Fire burned all evidence
Arriving every day by train, imprisoned by wired fence
Couldn't burn them fast enough
Cruel SS dug deep pits
Mass inhumane cremation - no choices - just submit
I own some high heeled red wedge shoes
I wear them when I dance
Young owner of these red wedge shoes never had the chance
To grow old; be free; born just like me
In a democratic nation
Imprisoned, murdered, victims of vile mass extermination
Day trippers board their tour bus
Silent, stunned, shocked - as one ask, 'Could this happen now?'