ThreeLevels

Artist: Andy Horstmann

Someone is lookingdown on you. © 1994

A Child of the Holocaust

There is nothing to loadhere. This is the picture of a child that didn't survive. Courtesy of theChildren's Memorial, Yad Vashem.

This project is dedicated to the memory ofthe children.
© 1994 The Write Thing

Poetry

        Birdsong                  BackHe doesn't know the world at all nor      what to sing about, I do but does it matter?     I feel trapped here my love for all things vanish      trapped beyond reality and a nightmare.     I know I'd open my heart to beauty and go      into the woods Someday.  I hope that one       day I will realize how wonderful it is to be      alive.
 AnnamarieCavadi

                  hope             Back 
 I see the gray and brown of the      barracks. Mama stands in the doorway of      Barrack 19, our barrack. Her voice calls out to me, I can hear      her faintly. Far across the camp, the camp      Terezin. A camp that is lonely and desolate, Yet I feel in my soul that someday,      sometime, there will be beauty      in Terezin. Beauty of smiles and joyful tears,      beauty of freedom. I turn my face toward a better day, a      day of hope. Today can be a day of hope, it isn't     hard for me to imagine. Mama doesn't imagine, she is too      worried. As I run toward her, run toward      Barrack 19, I hear behind me the sound of army      vehicles, German vehicles. Soon, our turn will come. Our turn to be taken to another      camp, taken to Auschwitz.I reach Barrack 19, I reach my home. Mama's arms encircle me, full of      warmth and sadness. Everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.
 AnneGoodsell

  Past and Future Dream                     Back
 I live dream by dream      Dreaming of the past For the past      Cannnot hurt me And the future holds hope      Fears        And disappointments Even death!      But when I do dream Of the future      The soldiers know Death knows      It comes for me.

Bottomless Pit of Time           Back
I see death      scared to see Bottomless Pit of time After dusk-death      Embraces all who Walk the Streets Healing wounds Fall upon my soul What number am I?
Jessica Dalton

      Invisible                       Back
Waiting for freedom   Freedom the word             rolls over my tongue Can't they hear my            silent screams Here in the belly             of the wolf Cursed with this label            Jew Open up Lilith's cave           I am that brave   To be free             my pride my soul                striped away Painful yes, don't they see.
 Jason Hornbuckle

    Lonely Cries                            Back
The pain       the sorrow   The endless cries The scattered dreams       I think to myself          When will it end?   Everyday the same.       Shots from the          soldiers Another lonely cry     Another death.
 Gemma Lechlinski

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      I cry              but no one hear's me                                  I live in fear alone              I'm scared                                  I don't know if I'll live to see                                  tomorrow and if I do              I'll thank God for it.        When I wake up                          from thishorrible dream                          I will live in freedom.  Maybe I'll be in heaven but anywhere isheaven to me now I                           see dark shadows moving across at night if this is life thanits not worth living.
Rachel Kruger

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