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 )