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 cannot happen again. Remember us, for we were the children whose Dreams and lives were stolen away.
I speak five languages, But I have no words for the Camps, The Eskimos have many words for snow, But we know only one word for death. I have only tears. Enough tears for many lives. I cannot cry and cannot laugh. I can talk, and want to talk. If the new generations will listen, The Survivors might find words for hope.
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 cannot happen again.
Remember us, for we were the children whose
Dreams and lives were stolen away.
I speak five languages,
But I have no words for the Camps,
The Eskimos have many words for snow,
But we know only one word for death.
I have only tears.
Enough tears for many lives.
I cannot cry and cannot laugh.
I can talk, and want to talk.
If the new generations will listen,
The Survivors might find words for hope.