Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Fear


I feel bad for the kids that had to experience being in the camps.

Today the ghetto knows a different fear,
Close in its grip, Death wields and icy scythe
An evil sickness spreads a terror in its wake,
The victims of its shadows, weep and writhe.


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