Poem #1
In a lonely room on my own,
Hearing gun shots
In a silent room on my own,
Seeing people
In an empty room on my own,
Thinking about who they are
Soldiers? Germans?
No, people with a yellow star. . .
~Bauertje
In a lonely room on my own,
Hearing gun shots
In a silent room on my own,
Seeing people
In an empty room on my own,
Thinking about who they are
Soldiers? Germans?
No, people with a yellow star. . .
~Bauertje