Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Fear


The butterfly project is a project where we had to do a butterfly representing a Holocaust poem. And we had to draw things that were based on the poem or things that came to your mind when you read the poem.

Today the ghetto knows a different fear,

Close in its grip, death wields an Icy scythe.
An evil sickness spreads a terror in its wake. 
The victims of its shadow, weep and writhe. 
                         
Today a Father’s heartbeat tells his fright,
And Mother’s bend their heads into their hands,
Now children choke and die with typhus here,
A bitter tax is taken from their bands.

My heart still beats inside my breast 
while friends depart for other worlds
Perhaps it’s better— who can say?
Than watching this, to die today?

No no, My god we want to live!
Not watch our numbers melt away.
We want to have a better world
We want to work — we must not die!

What I learned about this was how terrible things were in the concentration camp.


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Fear

The butterfly project is a project where we had to do a butterfly representing a Holocaust poem. And we had to draw things that were base...