Locked inside these walls of torture, my friends and family screams.
Within these walls of hate and suffer, the soldiers aim their guns.
The screams and cries of the dead, dying and pained. Resonate in my head.
This prison of war, of killings and soars.
This prison of people, of flesh and blood.
My prison in Auschwitz where I hoped to depart.
My prison in Auschwitz where I never left.
Because in these walls I died.
And locked inside them.
These prison walls I hate.