Auschwitz - Jewish Heart
I wrote this after listening to stories of Auschwitz from survivors…and those who did not…
With my body broken, and spirit weak,
Another forced hour of torturous toil,
To avoid the fate of others like me
Some friends, dead on bloody soil.
I wish… on a six pointed star,
I’ll make it through the night
Memories of life “before”,
Give me hope for some kind of light.
But the eyes of those around me
Show me what’s to come,
Promises of freedom
Died with the setting sun.
I cant change this, and I will fall,
With courage to their concrete floor
Where my life will come to an end
And I shall be no more.
As my thoughts begin to fade
To the end of my final day,
I shall smile at my proud Jewish heart,
That, they could never take away.
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