Evolved hoplessness

In Primo Levi's fictional novel Survival in Auschwitz we are shown an odd, but realistic, metamorphose of our varying idea of hope. 

This cringe worthy painting reminds me of how the people that actually lived through the concentration camps started to believe that they were nothing but animals and continuing to live seemed inconsiderable and meaningless. There was no reason to hope for a better future.
All of the men and women that dealt with the pain and suffering from the Nazi's inside of the camps were completely undeserving of the punishments that were brought upon them. The title of this painting is The Massacre of the Innocents and that is exactly what those god awful concentration camps were.
People that lived through the camps usually came out atheist, whether or not they entered religiously, for if there truly was a God, they would not have had to deal with such cruel torture as they had. This was like the dying of Jesus once again. Destroying everyone's last shred of hope because there truly was no God to save them, and there never was.
This woman is a symbol for the Jewish prisoner and other prisoners of war. The vicious beasts, or the SS officers, would stop at nothing to eventually run them into death. Nothing seemed to be able to prevent the attack, but when things started to seem less hopeful than ever before, there comes a hero. This hero was the man who saved Levi.
The man who drove Levi to not give up was like the bird in this picture. He gave Levi a reason, simplistic as it was, to fight even when it seemed like a lost cause. He helped Levi with one of his biggest problems, hunger, and showed him that there were still kind people in the world that made life worth living. This made others inside of the camp want to continue on also, hope spread.
All of the hope that was there at first, disappeared, and came back, led up to this moment. The moment when those who survived would get to finally go back to a normal life. This was their dream and not many actually got to that point. This photograph, to me, is giving us a glimpse of what freedom looks like. These men will live every day for not only themselves but the people they lost.
When those who made it through their days inside of what seemed as their personal hell had to mourn the loss of every person who died in the war that they knew and every person who was killed in front of their own eyes. There was more death than even imaginable. They will stand at their loved ones tombstones and wish that hope had risen from inside of them so they could be standing there.
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