The ashes fly and ember stain your pale skin,

Your eyes hollow and dark,

But in away so full of life.

Yet not happy life,

But sad and horror stricken,

Because your life was hard and cruel,

You were a Jew and so you were mocked.

I stare into those black eyes,

And I read your history,

You were ripped from family and sent here,

To a hard concrete town.

You were young but still put to work,

Because you hid and prolonged your life.

But once you fell and scraped your knee,

And a small cry was all you needed.

A nazi saw and ripped you away,

A weeping mother and he took you from.

Spitting and cursing and bringing you close,

To the tower with black hell rising.

You realize your fate and start to cry,

And squirm and beg and plead,

But he tightens his grips and pulls you in

The fire is hot.

He lifts you up and reveals the door,

You’re thrown in and the door shuts,

The fire consumes you and devours your skin,

Your scream penetrates the sound of burning flesh.

Outside your mother cries, wails, and moans,

At least she cannot see the empty look in your eyes,

But as I too am pulled to the fire I’m reassured,

That I will not enter the gates of heaven alone.