The sky looked somewhat dismal   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.