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...Kasie Moore Anne Frank, born on June 12, 1929 as a happy child The situation of terror staring at me on mild Put through hiding during the Holocaust When thousands of friends and families were yet to be lost Most of my life was spent in fear I wished and hoped I could live one day without a tear Why Jews I thought.. What was it we did wrong? I could not think of anything except we must be strong Putting up with hard times and differences was often tough in our house, There was repeated arguing between the children and a spouse We often settled situations at night by a lamp And all we get in return is a ticket to the Nazi concentration camp The images we saw there were heart-breaking The pain, the suffering, the smell, and the aching All I could do was shut my eyes And deal with a home that consist of filth, and flies They told us this is where we will live until we die But I said no, I can make it, at least I can try People were dieing everyday And there’s nothing I can do because I know I must stay From then on out my life was falling I never saw much of my family, but I knew they were calling There were some days that I thought I was not going to make it But I would think of my dad, and my life was lit Though wishing and hoping could not save me I never thought how terrible the pain would be Being put through what I was put through Is something I hoped a child would never have to do I soon became ill with a disease no one could stop Nobody could take this away, not a bribe or a sop I was falling fast with no help at all And the only thing left was the memories I saw What horrible things to pass away with No more or less than the dark times of a myth But now is my time, and I must go And my soul will live on, and it will freely flow It wasn’t long after that the camps were released But I was not there to rejoice because I was deceased If only I could have had a little more time I could have been free from all the misery and crime Dominance goes toward the ones who survived All of you were very hard working people and very much derived But we can not forget about those who died You were courageous and brave and very dignified So we must not cry, we must say our prayers And stick together because everyone cares We must live on and try to forget Because there’s cleaning up to do and high standards to be met ...In loving Memory of Anne Frank
Approximate Word count = 481
Approximate Pages = 1.9
(250 words per page double spaced)
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