** this is a found poem using lines from the memoir Night by Ellie Wiesel. The numbers are what page the line is from. There may be some slight adjustments to the line.
Have pity on me(110)
Pity? On you. On me. On us.
Here. every man for himself(110)
Here. you cannot think of others(110)
Here! there is no such thing as father, brother, friend(110) Each of us lives and dies alone(110)
Forever alone
Forever Afraid of another blow(111)
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Poems of the Truth
PoetryThese are a collection on poems about various things in life. Gun violence, cancer, the hard topics. These are set or about the Past, Present, or Future.
