Holocaust Raindrop

A Poem I wrote for bonus marks in History class.

Taste these raindrops,

Catch them as they fall,

Hold them close because

They aren’t raindrops at all.

 

They are the blood of millions,

Hated for a certain face,

Despised for their beliefs,

Defaced for their race.

 

They are the sweat of a people

Working hard to survive,

Of the people dropping off bodies,

Of their enemies who’ve died.

 

They are blinding tears

Of an orphaned child,

Tears of a widowed woman,

A race that has been defiled.

 

Taste these raindrops love,

Catch them as they fall,

Let’s hold these droplets close dear,

Because they aren’t raindrops at all...

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Samantha]

amazing!!! i was completley thrown off gaurd!!! That has to be, by far, the best poem i have read on writers cafe. You have an amazing talent! The words flowed so smoothly, painting pictures and emphacizing each word. Great job!!!