Promising Years
The winters
were long
and
the summers were bleak
waiting
for those tanks
to
go down the street.
We
stayed in our house
for
most of the day,
until,
of course, they gave us the okay.
We
lived like this
for
most of the time
because
of our race, religion,
but
not of any crime.
Now
the years look promising,
we
wonder what we'll do
maybe
share our stories
with
the ones
that
did not have to go through.
As
I finish this off
I
just want to say
there
were millions of people
that
had to go through this
every
single day.
Davor