A yellow star upon his arm
wasn’t decorative nor did it shine.
It reminded him just what he was
they’d spit and throw stones, just because.
That night they came in a uniformed march
Jackboots polished and jackets like starch.
Rifle butts beat at his door
took him from his bed like many before.
A tattooed number was his name
as so many stars all look the same.
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xxEmaeraldxx
21:19 Jun 19 2011
Complete justice for the suffering the Jews went through can never be complete. I hope Hitler is still burning in hell.
Theban
22:37 Jul 02 2011
Wow
NOKTURNL
13:25 Dec 08 2019
it says it all