First they killed my Friends. I couldn’t do much about it, it all happened so quick. They shot them, they killed them.

Then they killed my Mother. I didn’t even know it had happened, I didn’t even know she died.

Now they killed my Father. I could’ve helped him, but I didn’t. The guilt is eating me alive.

Soon they’ll kill my Brother, his death is for entertainment. The anger is boiling in my chest.

Maybe they’ll kill my sister, she refused their marriage proposal. The anguish it is causing me is making me, sweat at night.

Always, we will be in danger, of them. The Nazis, they are our predator.