Light a candle to the past

I don’t see hatred in their eyes

Despite their desperate inward cries

For tortured family and friends

Those constant tears that never end.

Our visions now of desperation

Ghettos born of segregation

Honour in their misery

A Holocaust for all to see.

Now that many years have passed

Here am I still stood aghast

At racial hatred in our midst

Our inability to co exist.

Time has come to take a stand

Reach out with a loving hand

Open up our eyes to see

That strength is gained from unity.

JPOET7 ( @wordverse.me )

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