Holacaust Poem

September 2, 2009
By Lizzy T. BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
Lizzy T. BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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When I was thrown into the gas chambers,
Where were you?
When I was being brutally tortured,
Where were you?
When I was being evicted from my house
For fake crimes
And all my belongings were taken from me
Where were you?
When my children were being killed in front of me
Where were you?

I’ll tell you where you were.
You were thinking that it’s not your fault.
You can’t possibly stop the crimes.
You’ll even benefit.
Get what wasn’t yours
The skies were always blue for you.
You had no reason to be disturbed.
No reason to care.
What’s another Jew?
A roach.
Definitely not a loss.

Do you know that,
Had you stood up,
I might have still been alive today?
Maybe I’d have even walked my children down the aisle.
Seen their children.
Maybe even their children’s children.
I’d have seen another sunrise.
We could have been friends, you and I.
Worked together to maybe
Let the whole world see another sunrise.

Who knows what could have been?
So, do you still think what you did was right?
Do you think it was right to not give me a hand?
At the very least show some sympathy?
Was it worth it for you, the bystander?
Did you not feel pain and guilt years later
For the crimes that you could have stopped?
It wasn’t the Nazi’s that were the criminals.
It was you. The bystander.

The author's comments:
In memory of my grandfather who was a Holocaust survivor.

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on Mar. 29 2010 at 5:56 pm
thewriteidea DIAMOND, Pleasanton, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't cry that it's over, smile because it has happened."

oh my gosh i love this! i can really feel your anger towards these bystanders, who really did have a lot to do with the extreme disasters of the Holocaust. i am Jewish, too, and for my bat mitzvah project I interviewed Holocause survivors and wrote about their stories. i would love to hear about my grandpa's story, just to listen. all the alive survivors today are truly amazing, and we need to hear their stories so we never forget what happened. great poem...this really touched me

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