Holocaust
How can, we forget those stories
How can, we forsake those souls
How can, we let their lives be buried
Without feeling shame and sorrow
How can, we sleep at night
Simply imagining their screams
How can, we ignore the truth
And let it be a horrifying dream
How can, we say "it's in the past"
If it haunts me everyday
How can, we say "nothing can be done"
When there's a lot to say
How still, some hate that race
Seeing their hurtful scars
How still, some wish them pain
Without living through death's wrath
How could I, not possibly stand for Israel
How could I, not share the Jewish cause
If even though, not tied by race
My heart woes, at the word "Holocaust"
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nelehelena
Puerto Rican teen that enjoys sharing ideas worthwhile, started writing in middle school and I consider it my escape from tough situations. I also enjoy photography and learning languages, currently a college student, lets see what the future has to offer.
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