Izzy

This poem was inspired by a lovely lady I met when I was young, she managed to survive the Holocaust and grow old living a happy life. I remember meeting with her, and listening to her story, which was heartbreaking and touching. My words do not come close from the words that Izzy used to describe what she went through, nor can I find all the words to describe her horrific ordeal, however here it is...
 

Maybe old, maybe frail but Izzy had a strong heart.
She managed to live her life without falling apart.
You see this brave strong women, had a story to tell.
How once upon a time her life was total hell.
Izzy was born Jewish, and Jew's weren't allowed.
Never did she regret this, she remained proud.
She grew up in a crowded house on a small street.
Her family starving, hardly no food to eat.
Men patrolled the streets, shouting abuse and firing shots.
Izzy remained hidden in her bedroom, her stomach in constant knots.
Then one day, the evil men came to her.
Beatings, trains, and being stripped, everything was a blur.
The next she knew, she was in a dirty concentration camp.
In a small shed, shared with others, everything such a cramp.
Her possessions stolen, her hair was shaved.
No playing, no laughter, Izzy was enslaved.
Working long hours until her bones cried with pain.
Healthy people, been driven insane.
She witnessed people being lined up, and shot in cold blood.
One by one their bodies falling to the floor with a thud.
Going to the showers, wondering if she would return.
So many people gassed and their bodies made to burn.
Washing herself not with soap but human fat.
Bodily beatings that would sting if she sat.
People turning to skin and bones.
Often tied up and hit with stones.
A constant smell of burning flesh contaminated the air.
These vile people that called themselves soldiers did not care.
Weeks, Months and years later a war began.
Soldiers broke into the camp, and with every last strength Izzy ran.
Right into their arms, she was safe at long last.
She had her life back, years went by, the horror left in the past.
Her family were within the 6 million lives that were lost.
In the 1939 to 1945 Holocaust.