If the six million Jews who died in the Holocaust
saw their descendants treat an ethnic minority as second-class citizens,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they saw them relegate these people
to poor ghettos, deprive them of basic rights,
and then systematically steal their lands,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they heard them refuse to help these people
have a homeland of their own, claiming there’s no room,
while they live on lands taken from these very people
......
I never see the waves of grief coming
why would I
I’m not dead
yet
every now and then
I think about all the things
that have happened in my life,
everything I thought I was desensitized to,
and I am unbearably saddened
because what I went through
......
“I’ll always love you,”
you said
and at the time
i believed you,
believed the notion of pity
under thinly veiled expressions-
oh, he’s ashamed,
oh so ashamed
oh what else
......
Today my father walked away from me
I was 8 years old again
and all I could do was cry
as i grieved the love i never had
and yearned for the care he never gave me
I'm haunted by them
The fighters have lost the battle
The self-acceptance and confidence
have left the battlefield
I'm bleeding, I'm injured, I'm wounded
The brain has been infected
Taking my sanity away
replacing it with craze
......
I never see the waves of grief coming
why would I
I’m not dead
yet
every now and then
I think about all the things
that have happened in my life,
everything I thought I was desensitized to,
and I am unbearably saddened
because what I went through
......
If the six million Jews who died in the Holocaust
saw their descendants treat an ethnic minority as second-class citizens,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they saw them relegate these people
to poor ghettos, deprive them of basic rights,
and then systematically steal their lands,
what do you think they'd feel?
And if they heard them refuse to help these people
have a homeland of their own, claiming there’s no room,
while they live on lands taken from these very people
......
I understand it's hard to see
The pain I go through daily
It doesn't make it any less
Or make it have any less validity
I keep showing up to do my job
For something to do
Otherwise I'd be despised
For being lazy too
......
Today my father walked away from me
I was 8 years old again
and all I could do was cry
as i grieved the love i never had
and yearned for the care he never gave me
What would you say if you could see me now?
Nothing.
Feelings were never your strong suite,
but you’d hug my shaking body, and you’d rub my back.
You’d fix a bowl of ice cream.
No,
You’d fix two.
Couldn’t let me eat alone.
You’d finally asked why I was crying, but I’d never be able to tell you.
What would I say?
......