The man walked in big steps
Here to take my family away through the Nazi’s attempts
He grabbed my little sister by the arm
Not to realize his goal was to perform harm
I approached the cattle car with great nerves
Is this what we the Jewish really deserved?
Mother has never been able to cope without us
We never really sat down with her to discuss
The space in the cattle car was unbearable
The benches seemed like operating tables
The woman on my left near death
Leaving the last sound she heard was her baby’s breath
Arriving at the camp made my stomach turn
Would this be my grave, or would I ever be able to return?
The others ahead of me shared the same fear
Only to hope to be set clear
The cries of my little sister filled the air
The emotion that passed her face was filled with despair
Soon enough, I was pulled aside
With great force I pulled to move only when my hands were suddenly tied
What was this man doing?
Only then did I realize my face started bluing
I have never been able to understand
Why empathy and acceptance seemed to be banned
Auschwitz was a place for division
Did these men have some type of vision?
Not every Jew did harm
So why blame him and hold him down by his arm?
Being different has a deeper meaning
Why are we making excuses and intervening?
Justice seems so hard to locate
When it is literally placed directly on our face
We did nothing to be out here, and I know that for a fact
But yet belief is still being lacked
These camps will kill us, send us some place other
Do we not walk hand in hand as brothers?
Never dominate over a person if you do not know their point of view
Try to walk in their shoes
Yet these Nazi’s brains have been washed and stirred
But you will never notice until your vision has become unblurred