I am Alone
The Nazis came.
They took my Moma.
I am alone.
They are coming.
I just know.
I am hiding.
I am alone.
I am terrified.
What do I do?
I have never been alone before.
I miss her.
So much.
I am alone.
Marching.
I can hear them marching towards me.
What do I do?
Heart pounding.
I can hear my heart pounding in my chest.
I am alone.
I miss her.
I want my Moma back.
Where did they take her?
Moma told me to run-so I ran.
I am alone.
Will they find me?
Will they take me to Moma?
Will I ever see her again?
I want Moma.
I hear cries all around me.
"How could you!?"
"I'm more German than you are!"
"Run! They are coming!"
Voices and cries all around me.
Haunting me like a ghost.
I am panicked.
I can see them.
I hold my breath.
I pray with all that is in me, that they don't find me.
I am alone.
I don't want to be alone.
They found me.
I am no longer alone.
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I am Alone (Holocaust Poem)
RandomA five year old boy during the Holocaust get's separated from his mother and is alone.