Ben Burgess Jr
Ben Burgess Jr Poems
Holocaust (One Of The Poems From My Book 'Times Have Changed And Life Is Strange)
I feel so weak, so my mother gathered the scraps she had to subdue my hunger. She told me I needed the strength more than her because I was much younger. We all stand here wrongfully tattooed with a number. I can’t sleep because the visions of my tortured life invade my slumber. All of us gathered together with different ages and social classes, but we all had to watch as the remains of our loved ones rained on us with burnt ashes. All of our prized possessions were stolen. We were given mandatory golden stars for our clothing, never knowing what would ...