Can you hear them?
They're screaming.
They want to be free.
For their children to stop crying.
For the babies to stop dying.
For the piles of bodies to stop growing.For the eternal destruction to stop raging.
For this war of slaughter of their sons daughters to erase.For their race to stop being disgraced.
For the hunger to vanquish.For a future.
For her long hair back.
For his glasses back.
For their normal life back.For the slaughter to end.
For the massacre to stop.
This atrocity. Is the Holocaust.
YOU ARE READING
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RandomI won't update always on this. It will be more just little stories and poems, whims in my mind. 😊☺️