Up In Smoke Poem by Brandi Lopez

I wrote this after reading Night by Elie Wiesel. It's a dedication to him and his novel. I wrote this myself for my english honors project.



Up in smoke,
goes my mother and little brother.
The smell of burning flesh,
Affects me like no other.

Up in smoke,
goes strangers that will never see,
Their beloved family and friends,
Or what they could be.

Up in smoke,
going up towards the heaven,
goes my faith,
that i will never again,
believe in.