The Holocaust

April 2, 2009
By RIPbrother:,( BRONZE, Indiana, Pennsylvania
RIPbrother:,( BRONZE, Indiana, Pennsylvania
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Killing the Jews is what he did best
Gassing the gays and beating the rest
People with blond hair and blue eyes survived
But everyone else was deprived

Adolf Hitler was his name
The one that cause all of the shame
He made history and won't be forgotten
For all his torture and people poisoned rotten

As merciless as a killer whale
Killing innocent citizens, he would never fail
Death camps everywhere
With millions of people in despair

Hopes, dreams, and freedom were all devoured
Because of a sick, twisted man full of power
The Third Reich was a time of tears
For many it was a time of fears

He wanted to create a master race
Instead he caused a disgrace
He herded them like cattle
Onto train cars as America entered the battle

Walking in those steady lines at a steady pace
Closing their eyes and seeing his face
All they can think of is whether they live or die
Hoping for somebody to hear their cry

Every one of his sad sins
Will all build up and stab him like sharp pins
Hitler was a bundle of distress
For creating such a big mess

As the machine guns scream hot lead
Millions lie in their death beds
The ground baths in a swarm of bloody innocents
Half of them were only little infants

Adolf Hitler finally had enough
So he poisoned himself with something very rough
Which ended all of the lives he could have cost
In the reign of terror called the Holocaust


The author's comments:
this is a poem about the holocaust written by my 13 year old brother. my brother was tradgically killed due to an accident on the road. i am 16 years old, and just before my brother passed he showed me this poem and how proud he was of his own work. i told him that it was so good that he should try and put it in some sort of a contest to get it published. although these tradgic events took him away before he had a chance, i am keeping my promice to him. i told him at his viewing that no matter what it took i would get this in a contest for him and maybe even published. i want everyone to know that my brother wasnt really the writting type. when i acctually read this poem i was blown away, i always believed he had it in him though. he was a very talented young man, with many aspirations and dreams that will be missed for longer than an eternity. although its unfair that he had to go so soon i will always know that he will always live in my heart and within the words that he left us.

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