Whitney Albright

Rookie (07-31-1988 / Alabama)

Anne Frank


Years ago, with deep inquiry
I propped up my feet to read your diary
With each page I craved it more and more
To touch the earth and be outdoors
Oh young girl, with dark eyes and hair
Who wrote down her wish and her prayer
You should have been playing hop scotch on the walk
Drawing squares with a piece of chalk
Anne, you didn’t deserve the torture
To be on an earth burning in hell’s scorcher
A broken heart you tried to mend
Evil murdered you, my friend
God bless you all in Hitler’s dictum
God bless every Holocaust victim
Anne abandoned the camp to heaven’s sea
And passed her broken heart on to me

Submitted: Sunday, March 15, 2009
Edited: Thursday, June 13, 2013

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  • Rookie Adriana Martin (10/10/2011 7:43:00 PM)

    This poem is gr8. I read the diary and had seen the movie. I can't believe that the holocaust happened.
    Good job writing the poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Raven Mendez (3/15/2009 1:58:00 PM)

    I really like the holocaust as well. This poem is really sweet and dedicated to a great woman in history. Good Job! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Christine Kerr (3/15/2009 1:30:00 PM)

    This is really beautiful, I've been pretty interested in the holocaust history, Your right up my allie with this one. Great write 10++ (Report) Reply

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