I added a few things today... added a few more pictures in Monkey Gallery and added a new link called Monkey Poetry.
Colours
After three years of inhuman, intense battling and painful torturing
In 1945, I entered the living hell of Auschwitz
I'd seen the dark side of the war, but Auschwitz was nothing I'd seen before.
The thousands of stretched rotten corpses
Millions of broken limps, and pieces of human flesh
Piled up everywhere like worthless bales of hay.
The twisted still pale faces
The faded shining eyes
The screaming mouths
So loud yet no sound.
The moist, viscid disgusting maggots crawled in the composting hays
The rats danced madly and celebrated in their luscious squalid wonderful heaven
The air, so densely filled with black buzzing flies you couldn't see and you couldn't breathe
The thunderous buzzing
The furious flames
The putrid smell of Hell...
An emaciated bony boy
In the middle of this living hell
Was sitting next to his shriveled dead mother.
He was sobbing yet too weak for tears, too weak to make a sound.
Alive yet dead; Dead yet alive
Skeleton like
There was nothing beneath his human skin
But bones
Death surrounded this helpless weak little boy
He was dying
I looked into his shining deep brown eyes and saw myself
I saw great fear, sorrow, grief, and questions.
He was dying!
A sudden coldness ran through my lood
Death has just stung my heart.
I stood there stunned and shaken
He had just died in front of me
The little helpless boy!
Those brilliant brown eyes no longer shone
They had faded, like an extinguished fire
Suddenly I found myself collapsing and weeping for the innocence that had died.
Why is this happening?
What's wrong with these people?
British, French, German, Slavic, Jews
What's the difference?
Aren't we all human?
Who gives the Nazis the right to judge?
The right to tortur?
And the right to kill?
Now a half century later
People still have not learned from the past
The Neo-Nazis
The Ku Klux Klans
White Power
Kosovo
You can name them all
People still have not learned a damn thing from the horrifying bloody mistakes of the past!
Is there a difference between white, yellow, black, brown, and mixed colours?
Aren't we all human?
There are white, yellow, black, brown, and mixed dogs
But they do not kill each other just because of their colours.
Why do we act like this?
Why?
I've been blinded for two decades
Yet I still see that little bony boy
And those bright, fearful sorrow filled eyes.
I can no longer see
I can no longer judge people by their skin colours.
I now judge them by their hearts.
Now with my eyes, I can only see two kinds of people
Good people with good hearts.
And bad people with dark, evil hearts.





































