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I wait for my fate

May 12, 2009
By Justis Little BRONZE, Pawcatuck, Connecticut
Justis Little BRONZE, Pawcatuck, Connecticut
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Cold winter nights and
warm summer days,
Either weather it didn’t matter.
Everyone still waited for their fate.
Shipped in to slave labor camps
but never back out.
As we sit back trying to relax
in what home we have,
I wait for my fate
We feed only our minds not our bodies,
with knowledge that is forbidden.
I wait for my fate
Nazis take away beat, bruise,
and of course murder those who
I knew and loved,
but I still wait for my fate
It feels as if my soul as well as
others is no longer alive.
I wait for my fate

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem after reading a book for a final project, it is a poem based on what I thought people fel during the holocoast

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