Friday, April 11, 2014

So bright and shiny
So high up in the sky
Shinning upon me 
As the sun does the ocean

So long ago have I looked at my moon
So long ago has it shined as it should
No longer do I see my moon
For it shan't shine here
For it shan't shine in a place of such sorrow

My moon cannot shine the way it used to do
Not here in the ghetto
In a place that has made me feel so alone and dark
Oh how I long to see my moon again
But I know I can't
For my moon can't shine in this place
For my moon won't shine in this place of despair
























This is about the Concentration Camps





This is about the Warshaw Ghetto