I wonder how…
How many days,
Since we ate, drank…
Have seen the sun's rays
I wonder
How much longer
‘til we're free,
And don't have to stand here
How long?
How much
‘til I have
Any food, water, and such?
Each day we stand,
Each day that passes,
More people die,
Lying in masses
Each day that passes
There is more room to sit,
Then lay, on the bodies…
Their hearts all quit
Finally! They open the doors
And those left unload
"faster! Faster! FASTER! "
They all goad
Shortly after
We all lay where we were sent….
The gas chamber…
Where our lives end
I went to the holocaust museum in Houston and visited one if the cars they had in display. I could feel the pain and horror
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I went to the holocaust museum in Houston where they had one of the cars. I could feel the pain and horror of the victims