NumbA Poem by SamAbout the Nazi HolocaustWatching people suffer Knowing that I am next The children are the worst I feel their pain more than my own
The Nazis have no hearts They do not hear the children Calling for water and their mommies They are braver than all of us
All around me I see death I step on the dead It started on the trains Before I ever knew
Our pain causes joy We are nothing but a bag of bones A source of amusement A source of labor
How they sleep I do not know Suicide crosses our minds Most of the time the will to survive wins
Day by day Hour by hour Minute by minute Second by second
Pain and suffering Fear and death Hunger and cold At last, I go numb © 2008 SamReviews
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