Holocaust
by Barbara Sonek
We played, we laughed
we were loved.
We were ripped from the arms of our
parents and thrown into the fire.
We were nothing more than children.
We had a future. We were going to be lawyers, rabbis, wives, teachers, mothers. We had dreams, then we had no hope. We were taken away in the dead of night like cattle in cars, no air to breathe smothering, crying, starving, dying. Separated from the world to be no more. From the ashes, hear our plea. This atrocity to mankind can not happen again. Remember us,
for we were the children whose dreams and lives were stolen away.
Poem
I play, I laugh, I was loved
But I was taken from where I came from and thrown to a world with unhappiness
Yet I was not younger than an adolescent person
I had thought of many things that would happen when I get older. I was going to be a doctor, lawyer, fireman, police officer and had many dreams but is gone. I was taken away from my house and sent into what was worse than being trapped in a tower. I was sent to a place with no air to breathe, no one to play with, nowhere to explore, and no place to have fun. I am separated from the world till my time has run out. From 6 feet underneath the ground, hear my message. This atrocity to mankind can not happen again. Remember me for I was one whose hope and life was taken with injustice.
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