The Darkness Around and Within

July 31, 2016

It was night when they came rushing in

It was night when I heard the soldiers shout

Night when I was dragged from my bed

Night when I was stolen from my own house

It was night when I had a gun to my back

It was night when they marched us to the trains

Night when I was thrown into a train car

Night when I couldn’t wait for day

It was night when we arrived

It was night when the soldiers ripped us out the doors

Night when we were dragged into a room

Night when we were stripped and our heads shaved

And the when the next day arrived the hope was gone

The fear and dread and despair my only companions

The safety of the day, the sun wasn’t there

And this made it feel as though it was still night

So it was night when we worked

And night when we were cramped into barns

And night when they gave us our little rations of slop

And night when they took the weakest to the showers

It was night when the women and men didn’t return

It was night when the soldiers took more

And It was night when I heard the helicopters

And it was night when we were dragged away again

It was night as we marched at the soldiers command

It was night as we left those dreaded barns

And still it remained night until we’d been marching for several nights and days

Then as the good guys surrounded us the night became dawn

As the good men fought for our lives and theirs’

The dawn became brighter as night faded to day

It became day as the Nazis were defeated

It became day as the good men took us away from the night

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