Warnings were painted on the building and the door;
the international signal for danger…
a skull with crossed bones.
Leaving the gas chamber,
we found further proof of the Nazi claim,
to everlasting infamy.
Human bodies heaped hodge-podge,
filling two rooms and sprawling out the doors.
It was here,
that the cold weather worked to the advantage of the witnesses.
The stench of the bodies
and the accompanying filth,
would have been unbearable under other conditions.
The order permeated right through my heavy leather jacket.
taken from “The Liberation of Dachau” by Chuck Ferree