Northwest Center for Holocaust, Genocide and Ethnocide Education

Holocaust Poetry

Written by 9th Grade Students at Mt. Vernon High School

I AM 
by Matt Lackey 

I AM SMALL AND WEAK 
I WONDER WHERE I'LL GO 
I HEAR THE GESTAPOS SAY "COME ABOARD"
I SEE MYSELF IN A NEW PLACE 
I WANT TO BE FREE 
I AM SMALL AND I AM WEAK 

I PRETEND TO PLAY 
I FEEL MY FACE 
I TOUCH THE GROUND 
I WORRY I WON'T LEAVE 
I CRY WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT 
I AM SMALL AND WEAK 

I UNDERSTAND IT'LL BE LONG UNTIL THE DAY COMES ALONG 
I SAY I CAN'T 
I DREAM TO MAKE IT 
I TRY MY HARDEST 
I HOPE I WILL 
I AM SMALL AND WEAK 



Another Day & Another Day
by James Gomez 

Another day and another day 
it goes on and on. Father and
don't know when it's going to 
end. Hoping that someday 
it will end. I wonder at night 
when we will be set free. It's hard 
to go on but we will go on to the end 
of this...

DRA

Disabled people were discriminated
In Germany and other countries 
Sterlization was used for 
Annhilation of many 

Brutality to the blind
Institutions for the mentally disabled
Lethal injection at labor camps 
Illness from drug experiment 

Testimonials contained at
Yad Vashem memorials
Red triangles for identifications 
Insance we "useless eaters" 

Gas chambers to graves
Holocaust to hospitals 
Tortured and uncared for 
Slaves were slaughtered 

Aktion T-4 operation
Drug overdose and dental destruction 
Vasectomy on victims
Operations for medical experiments 

Concentration camps with crematoriums
Asylums for the insane
Tooth extraction for gold
Euthanasia equals extermination 

Survivors --'Never Again'

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by Tammy Sibley

I listened at the terrible sounds of the shooting and shelling, coming in all directions. In my mind I thought the world was going to end. The Nazis surrounded us. My parents were told to dig graves. Graves, that they didn't know would become their own. We watched as they were shot one by one. They laid lifeless in a pool of the blood, with terror still on their faces. All I could think of was death. When they left, my brother went back to the fields to see what happened. Hew saw our parents laying lifeless. He ran. I stayed until it became completely dark. I went back everyday, and everyday I saw more death. Gentile workers came and covered my parents who were among the many dead.

 

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