Sunday, August 14, 2011

Poem

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.



We watched, We listenedWe felt your pain, and we took in your knowledge
You were taken, stolen, mugged from your life

your home, your family, like money from a bank
you were the cash, your life, your dreams 
Your hope the vault
you dreamt
you lived
you wished


you wished for hopes, successfulness
You wished for love
We will remember you
remember you for the hardship you suffered
for the things you lost
the freedom you desired
We will remember


We are thoughtful, we are thankful
we are grateful
We are sorry
Sorry for you your lose that will never been found or recovered
We are sorry
We will remember you



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