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Holocaust, a poem by Michele Bossley, Scotland
Holocaust Poems & Mother, mom, mommy Poetry
Michele Bossley, Scotland
Holocaust
"They'll come in the night" she would say. and so under the floorboards, we lay "it's Hide and Seek - all's okay Quiet now - no tears! don't tell the soldiers we're here"! I listened intently, and watched They're coming - they're coming close First leather and buckles, I see then menacing eyes, scouring for me? such terror indescribable fear. Now it's my heart beginning to pound, hysterically screaming, silently suffering, Mother is found. From a window I saw her run, this angel who made me born, she stopped then, and she caught my eye, momentarily smiling, mouthing goodbye As the evil within him took aim, to fire
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