Our innocence, will not be silenced
We were aghast and had no defense
We were tossed, tossed to get lost,
In the abhorrence of the Holocaust
Flashbacks of the cremation
Pray it's my imagination
It becomes reality, during my annihilation
Millions killed
So much blood spilled
Leaves you chilled, deep in the bone
They laugh as we swarm food like ants
They hide behind murder, guns and violence
What would the Nazis do if they were in our dirty, ripped, striped pants?
We were dominoes
Chain reactions
Falling one after another
Each with a number
Over and over again
Couldn't stand up for each other
Or ourselves
Just kept falling one after another
Over and over, millions of times
Our innocence will not be forgotten
Cannot be taken away
You can try to take our religion, our faith, our lives
But not the innocence many recognize
But the innocent cannot be brought back
But they can be remembered
Survivors know the truth and the suffering
The pain and starvation
The helplessness
The genocide
And have no chance of forgetting.
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Innocence
PoetryA poem that describes the innocence of those affected in the blasphemy of the Holocaust. (Was an assignment for 8th grade, advanced language arts class. I wrote this over a year ago, when I was 13 years old.)
