The path in front of me,
May lead to the heathens of fire,
May lead to the wisps of heaven.
Long have I lost,
What I have held dear to me,
Children and mothers with hearty lovely smiles,
Torn apart to erect the new facade.
Long am I lost,
Toiling away in a rhythmic drone,
Lives trenched away by the so called superior race,
All for a tirading tyrants tempestuous taste.
Long have I lost,
The people that I left behind,
To save the ones who have fled with me,
Scraping and scavaging any opportunity for a new life.
Long am I lost,
Looking forward in this rail tracks,
To the land beyond,
To freedom, to my new kingdom.
Long am I lost,
But I hope I have found,
A new land and a new promise,
And all the courage to free the others left.
This poem was inspired by the hopeful and desperate escape of the Jews from the train to the concentration camps. We as the generation that succeeds the Tyranical dictator who oversaw the sad genocide should remember painful past and prevent any such ordeals to come past us in the future, for we are responsible for all that may lead to our further generations wellbeing. Learn more about the holocaust trains in the given link: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attack_on_the_twentieth_convoy
