Saturday, June 6, 2015

Never Again

The took them out to pondary
lined them in a ditch
and in the darkness of the night
the sound of guns made their pitch
they threw them in the wide, wide grave
and covered them with earth
their only sin to be born a Jew
a yellow star their badge of birth
now the wound of firing stopped
but the moan of pain lives on
2,000 more once alive
now they too are gone
and people living in the ghetto
know the rat tat tat may sound again
and 1,000 more still living
may join their brothers then