Golden Stars

Getting labeled
Golden stars
Sewn onto coats.

Packed into cattle carts
Not good enough
Even for animals.

Huddled together
"all hold hands"
Don't loose each other.

Hold on tight
Wait till they close the door
Don't try and run.

You'll die
Should you step out
Of your place.

"mummy wheres daddy?"
Alone children
God knows family's are dying.

Nothing will stop them
When will the
End of this come?