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Unbreakable

By: A. Russo

A vast genocide

Six million lives lost

Taken by cold hands without a choice

Even the loudest cries remained unheard.

How? Why?

How could a world be so silent?

So soaked in oblivion

How was the air so filled with hatred?

Why was Hitler’s power so unstoppable?

Faith tearing apart a nation.

Some souls lost hope

No one can blame them

Some tried to stay strong,

Not only for the sake of themselves,

But to give hope to the young.

Waking up to the feelings of rage

When there is nothing they could do.

Being pushed until the sun went down

With very little food.

The meals that were once satisfying,

Suddenly felt tasteless.

Through thick and thin,

One thing couldn’t be taken.

The religion remained the same.

The beliefs were still in their hearts

The faith couldn’t be broken.

Once it was over,

The lost loved ones and experiences left a scar-

The freedom they longed for so deeply

Was finally there--

But how could one forgive?

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