The Holocaust

The darkness covers me like a warm cloak
And yet my body is as cold as ice
The stars glimmer in the sky like fireworks
As they let off bursts of heat into the atmosphere

I feel locked inside these four walls
But I also feel free enough to do what I want
The leader is making us March to the sandy outside
While our bodies are clothed in stripes

The large ovens are waiting for us
Yet they are always burning
As we dare escape the world around us
The men watch us with an evil glare

Comments