David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,564 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Little Girl’s First Train Ride - Poem by David McLansky

Between the rough and angry slats,
I press my eyes, bulging fat;
Crushed by weight, stuffed in the pen,
(Oh, the whining of the small children!)
The train goes click, thump, clickety-clack,
Down to Auschwitz, down the track

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  • Queeny Gona (8/27/2013 5:06:00 AM)

    Great write enjoyed the read. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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