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.
We were children, brothers,
sons and daughters.Torn from your family in common society,
and thrown into what it had become.
You were loved.
You had a life, a future, a courier planned out. You had dreams, tormented by fate, leaving no hope. Your lives stolen without hesitation or thought, like stealing a wheelchair from a disabled man. Used and discarded, like household waste. Burnt to ashes, a forest of population, burnt in the bush fire of society.
We will remember you, this cannot happen again. The stolen lives of you, children, brothers and sons.
