Together In The End

I wrote this last year for a Holocaust project.

We were cherished, loved, normal.

We were ripped from our own lives.
Shoved into trains like cattle and feed,
Knowing that answers were all that we need.
At the camp, we were separated from our family,
But we were all together in the end.

Given only one meal a day,
Consisting of meager sawdust and water.
I longed for Mother and Father,
As I lay on the ground listening to my own stomach.
But we were all together in the end.

My brother worked to death.
My sister raped and killed.
My father shot down in cold blood.
And my mother and I, gassed and burned.

We were all together in the end.

Author's Note

Ahh...um, it was last year, I'm only fourteen, and I kinda suck?

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

this rips right through any illusions~ and depicts the tragedy in all the horror that it was~ powerful and profoundly moving~ it also works to empower the subject matter being told from the first person perspective~
if I were your teacher you would have gotten an A+ ~

[Raven Lightner]

I'm just going to agree with Selene...I'm still working on writing actual reviews. :D

[Frank F. Atanacio]

a raw strong emotional write, very intricate, suspenseful too good job :)