Understanding
I do not understand.
They take away our homes and move us into a place that is not home.
A ghetto.
They let us eat only a little.
We are not like the rest anymore.
I just want to live in a real home with my family,
I just want to feel like a normal child again.
I do not understand.
They take us away from the place that is not home,
And move us into a place that is called a concentration camp.
Here they put us in wooden shoes and take away our clothes,
replacing them with striped clothes that do not fit.
I do not understand.
I am tired and overworked, I will eat very little tonight.
Today, my family was taken away from me.
I am sick, lonely, and tired.
We are treated like cattle, shoved in train and cars.
I do not understand.
I have witnessed others getting beat to death, and harassed.
I am only a child and have done anything wrong, I am innocent.
Yet, I shall keep my head down and try not to get shot.
Why are we treated like this?
I do not understand.