Stuck in a place;
Without my own space.
Yet I’m all alone;
Just skin and bones.
So weak-
And so bleak.
Praying everyday;
That we would be saved.
Kept in this horrible camp;
Being cramped;
With so many people like me;
How could this be?
How could people be so evil?
Acting like mindless devils.
No remorse;
Because it is just a corpse.
I tried to put up a fight;
I tried and tried with all my might.
Slapped and smashed;
And cracked and bashed.
No humanity;
No sanity.
Passing with one thing in my mind-
I hope that my grandchildren will survive!