We played, we laughed
We were love.
We were ripped from the arms of our parents
And thrown into the fire.
We were nothing more than children.
We had a future.
We were going to the doctors,lawyers, rabbis,wives, teachers, mothers.
We had dreams,
Then we had no hope.
We were taken away in the dead of night
Like cattle in cars, no air to breathe
Smothering, crying,starving,dying.
Separated from th...