Holocaust

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An unheard voice
Grouped in a mass
No one cared what happened to her
Her life shattered, as if it were glass

Separated from her family
Stolen from her home
Thrown in a boxcar
Surrounded, yet still alone

Three or four days of darkness
Traveling down a one way track
Leaving her life behind her
Never going back

Taken to a camp, car doors opened
Met by fresh air and golden sunlight
Joy short lived, fear soon came
When her eye laid upon the horrific sight

Taken to a room, sleeve rolled up
A tattooed number replaced her name
Frightened, yet thankful to be alive
For the other group is now engulfed in the flame

Her long locks shaved
Leaving only skin
She was cold and sickly while;
The German officers lived comfortably in Berlin.