Why do we complain so much,
When less than hundred years ago people suffered more than us?
People were killed for no reason at all
They were treated like animals or even worse
They couldn’t change their luck
For six years their kind was massacred trying to be erased
If you were lucky, you made it through the day
They couldn’t say yes couldn’t say no
They just had to make it through the day
So think about your kind being erased just because some guy didn’t like your race
Something like this could happen again
Not to Jews but to any race or ethnic group
YOU ARE READING
ALL MY LIFE -One poem at a time
PoetryThis is a poetry book that i began at the age of seven, hope you enjoy it. Please vote and comment that's the only way that I know you like them... and don't forget hit the Fan bottom :)
