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The Holocaust

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CREATIVE WRITING
SCIENCE
HOT TOPICS
POLITICS
HEALTH
PANDEMIC
What was on his mind?
When he talked to his people?
When he greeted the citizens?
When he charmed the nation?
When he promised Germany a better future?

A family living in happiness
Father owned a company
Mother gave the children warmth
Son worked hard academically
Daughter made her friends smile

A day unlike any day
The family separated.

One went to Dachau
One went to Ravensbrueck
Another went to Gross-Rosen
As the other one disappeared mysteriously.

The father managed to survive
Begging for rations of bread
Avoiding Kapos
Living for no one but himself.

The mother was tired.
Work was hard
Sleep was hard
Living was hard
She slowly faded away,
But her hopes for her children stayed alive.

One day
The son gave up
"There?s no hope," he thought.
He waited impatiently
As the barbed wire took away his life.

Liberation was a miracle
An end to an awful life
As a new one began

He went around Europe
Searching for his family
He looked for his wife
Who he wished was at home cooking dinner
He looked for his son
Who he anticipated was searching as well
He prayed for his daughter
Hoping she's alright.

He lied in his bed
Waiting for an answer
With tears in his eyes.

He moved to a new country
Trying to forget about the past
Concentration camps may be bombed
Ghettos may be burned up
But there's one thing that will never be gone

And it is the memories
Of the survivors

 

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