6 Million lost souls and 60 happy teenagersA Poem by Luke Rittaa poem about my time in Berlin.I am writing this poem with an ordinary pen. Black ink runs down to the tip of the writing tool. blood shoots to the tips of my fingers. The pen and my right hand amalgamate into each other. we are united, we are one, we are a living organism. One brain.....one pen.....one piece of paper..... one poem. I am looking at the youth of Berlin! groups of teenagers are running through the holocaust memorial. They are playing tag, laughing, screaming with joy.....67 years before, 6 million screamed also....but that time it was not with joy, but with anguish . The pen and my right hand amalgamate into each other. we are united, we are one, we are a living organism. ©LukeRitta © 2012 Luke RittaFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorLuke RittaLondon, United KingdomAboutHi, I am 26 and from London. I love writing short stories, poems and novels. My writing is a bit like Jack Kerouac and Ernest Hemingway. I love reading classic Literature, from Tolstoy to Proust, I .. more..Writing
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