I saw a documentary on the camp, tonight, featuring interviews of the survivors; personal experiences, narrated by the people who lived through the horrors, told in their own words. You could see the hurt in their eyes, the painful memories of decades ago, that had never quite receded into the distance. After all these years, people still wept as they recalled the loved ones who were swallowed by the mists of one of the greatest evils man has ever visited on his kin.
I found myself asking, as I am sure they did then, and probably still do: ‘WHY’?
It just did not make any sense. I would like someone to make sense of the whole tragedy for me, why it happened, and why it was allowed to actually happen. HOW? There were pictures of frightened, malnourished children, and mountains of bodies everywhere, and I was too horrified to speak.
And I still do not understand.