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__Cold Mountain__

Poetry By: SuperLoveMonkey12
Poetry



The inspiration for this poem came from my writing about labeling. It is about a young girl explaining the Holocaust from her point of view.


Submitted:Jul 13, 2010    Reads: 49    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


Cold Mountain

I sat up on that Cold Mountain looking down upon them

knowing that after all we'd gone through,

I was the one who had gotten away...

And they were the ones who would have to pay.

It wasn't my fault but neither was it their's

Just some mistake of power and suffering mistook

In the end, we would all die

And flutter away, bye-bye.

The Cold Mountain burned my flesh;

with agonizing grace my heart swelled,

cracking from the pain

And looking down upon them, all I could feel was the shame.

I saw what had been

and what may forever be

then turned my head to the West

And my gaze settled on the coming sea.

The horizon uplifted me and felt my pain

swirling with the colors of silver and blue

I had escaped, I was free

And hopefully would forever be.

But at what cost?

was I supposed to feel hope?

am I supposed to accept the death of my family?

And in that instant I knew.

Someday....Someday...

Hitler would Pay





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