The view of a Jew (The Holocaust)
Trash, Villain, Worthless, Probably just a few of the many words that appear in the German mind when you see me. Even though i mean you know harm, i wonder the streets for the remaining moments before I'm dragged away, to Hell, for no reason, but the few rumors spread by a man with no apparent thought, but hate Your Bread, Is my crumb Your water, is my drop Your pride, is my deathPoetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
wavecalmer’s Poems (6)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Life Tree | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Death Tree | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Silent Music | 1 | 03/10/2010 |
| The view of a Jew (The Holocaust) | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Mountains | 0 | 03/10/2010 |
| Death | 3 | 03/08/2010 |
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