This is one of my poems that I've come up with and its a tribute to the Holocaust and all of the poor souls who have died and survived this horrifying event.

No one is breathing...

They're frozen.

Frozen in time in a world...

That is long past.

Cattle cars rush down

Down the long track.

Why are the SS here?

What is in those cars?

WHO is in there?

One answer filled with hate...


Jews are in those air tight,

Packed full cattle cars.

"Where are they going mommy?" asked a little girl.

No answer...

The little girl tugs on her mother.

Still no answer...then...

"Concentration camps..." her Mother replies with a slight tremor in her voice.

The little girl says no more.


"There is no breathing for the Jews!"

Said a huffing SS officer.