Carm

Curious and Fear.

Men knock on the door "You must come with us immediately" I wonder where I am going? Vans, trucks and trains anything for transportation taking lots of us at once. After a long ride everyone gets off, We are in the middle of know where trees and forest everywhere Barbed wire and barricades everywhere

I hear a man shout "Men here female here children over there" I went in the mens line, they looked at us and put us in groups, "You go to the cabins you to the chambers" Chambers I asked? "Yes" the man replied This cant be the end what did I do? We went in all diffrent directions I saw piles of dead bodies being thrown into pits I saw some being burned Others starving And more working

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">No <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"> <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">This cant be true <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">I wont go to their gas chambers <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">And my children wont go to there <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">There was no where to go <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">No where to hide <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">Where is god? <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">At this point it was to late <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">I needed to survive <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">For my religion <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">Jewish

<span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">// At this point it was to late // <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">Clothes came off <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">I entered <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">barrels of gas dropped from the shoots <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">It was the end <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">I said <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">Where is god? <span style="display: block; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> The holocaust is one of the most depressing times in history, Adolf Hitler had the "Final Solution" of exterminating all people of the Jewish religion, I created my found poem from the words in Maus by Art Spiegelman and the documentary film The Last Days. I choose curious and fear as my themes of my poem. I choose these themes because I believed it was the two strongest feelings during the Holocaust, people heard rumors of these camps, some people didnt believe it some people did belive it, some people wondered what it was like and how it worked and people feared for it when they got there, once you went in the chances of you coming out were slim to none. It was very fearful to hear and see the things that happened there and it still leaves an impact on how we see things today.