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Our naked feet danced on the untrimmed grass. It was warm under our tender soles. It was warm like we were-- like biscuits fresh out of the oven, we emanated warmth as we baked under the summer sun.
#worldsapart Too promiscuous, beautiful, or just too flirtatious Do your penance and be dutiful. Unmarried, mentally retarded or even abused Do your penance and be dutiful.
#colourchallenge. To roam amongst the wild and fragrant heather. To lie amongst the rabbits, their caress like a feather. Staring up at the blue and beating sky.
Inspired by @sleepydragon's 'Auschwitz'. Torn from their men. A husband or child. Screaming their losses. Eyes wide and wild. Weathered and withered. In black and white stripes. Given a star.
At the back of people's goodwill On old Clifton Street We 7000 assemble, We 7000 meet. Some without limbs, Some deaf, some blind Some wasting away, The souls that were left behind.
Ways to tell if you're heartless: You're still making fun of the Polish and calling them dumb even after the Nazis forced them into ghettos and destroyed their lives and homes, You're still making...
Here you come again, Pulling Mother and me from our home, Putting us in chains and whipping with your whips. Loading me onto your ship like cheap cargo, Making me sleep in my own urine.
There were excatly 253 lines on that face. I'd been staring for what seemed like hours at the old lady who lived across the street.
She said she wants She said she gets What she wants She gets it all You know you know They know you know Oh no, no, they know But it don't matter at all ...
This is a poem that I wrote many years ago from the perspective of a Jew in the Holocaust (apologies for weak language, I was young at the time): I am in the camp, all alone, The hatred of Jews has...