Would you rate my poem about the Holocaust?

I'm unsure of who I am
I have failed God's master plan
In the shadow of the night
I see my future wander from sight
I'm searching for answers I have lost
Buried in rubble from the holocaust

I never meant to bring such pain
All I saw was what I could gain
I made a profit from extermination
Playing God's role in procreation
I have sinned beyond repair
And gained a thousand mile stare

I see not the fortunes I have made
As my hope for forgiveness seems to fade
I sold my soul to the hands of greed
Little did I know I had planted a seed
My sins burden my empty heart
All I have built is falling apart

The ashes of Jews fall down like lead
And I sigh in relief; gun to my head
 
Such a great poem, putting yourself into another, simply genius.

Everything fell together perfectly, and the ending gave me a great sense of closure.

The Holocaust was a period of grief for everyone, not only the Jews. Many people were against them, yet they ceased to surrender.

The poem is great, and it keeps me really wondering how everyone felt during that time (Since I was not alive during that time)

Keep up the good work!
 
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