In the communist museum

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If they could speak? These walls?
 They would not. No words
 Can describe what they have seen-
 No language has the words to express 
What these walls have witness, heard... 
 
These walls are thick, and solid
Like the pages of human history
And their memory as deep
As the ocean.

 I can only walk along
The corridors of evil
Only look inside these cells
Of pain.

 I see you all,
 I hear
 Your cries,
 Your sighs, your whispering prayers.
 
 I can only cry for you,
 And pray
 For myself
 And try to go on living.