This poem is a tribute to my parent’s generation. It pays homage to those who fought for the Allies and to those who contributed to the Allies’ war effort against the Axis powers. While it is ostensibly about Adolf Eichmann, it also refers to the evil that existed in the world, especially the horror unleashed by Nazi Germany, and the hell that Hitler and his ilk waged against humanity. The poem reveals a critical raison d’être of the war. It touches upon the importance of and the sacrifices made by the Greatest Generation in defeating this dreadful scourge of genocide, and its ability to vanquish such insufferable barbarity.