Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Inside a Nazi camp - poetry

Starving, hurting, missing, crying,
Thirsting, throbbing, bleeding, dying,
We feel it all, every single bit,
Only wanting it all to quit

A new day, a new fear,
Always knowing the end is near,
The pain is real, it will not stop,
Barely able to stand and not drop

We just want it all to go away,
Go back to the days of laughter and play,
Our world has been turned upside down
Just like our smiles, we can only frown

We miss our houses, we miss our land,
We miss everything that we had planned,
We miss our kids, we miss our wives,
We miss the rest of our old lives

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