Holocaust and War at 70

Today I watched kids play a game of Yahtzee,
tonight some footage on the Holocaust,
would I have been a faithful little Nazi?
O God, how could a people be so lost?

O where was I, O Lord, O where were You?
Unknowing, I found comfort in my home,
my first five years I lived through World War II,
and now I find discomfort in my poem.

It’s easy to blame Hitler for their woes,
I’d like to think that heaven heard their cry,
each fallen victim, soldier someone chose,
but why did fifty million have to die?

The questions hover still rhetorical,
the hard-fact answers live historical.

                by Pete Voelz       4/17/15
        pmvoelz.blogspot.sg