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MY LIFE WOULD BE CHANGED FOREVER

MY LIFE WOULD BE CHANGED FOREVER

 
At 8:56pm my life would be changed forever more 
When the German soldiers knocked upon my door 
I would be taken to who knows where 
These German soldiers did not seem to care 

Outside a truck was waiting on this cold winter's night 
Hundreds of Jews  huddled together was not a pretty sight 
Each of us speaking not knowing what to do 
Looking for an answer and looking for a clue

Then what seemed forever we arrived at our destination 
We all got off at Auschwitz station 
More trucks and soldiers greeted us there 
Again the soldiers did not seem to care 

The history books will show what fate had in store
At 8.56pm my life would be changed forever more

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Tony Taylor

Hey KIERAN!!....I grew up in Germany, my mother is German, and my Opa was a soldier in WWII..... so you can imagine how engrossed I was as I read this!!..... It's a VERY powerful piece brother poet!!..... you wrote this in first person but I know you're too young to have experienced this..... so bravo to you for pulling off this "most excellent" narrative write!!....I PINNED this one my friend!!.... well done!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀

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KIERAN1369

Wow thanks TT high praise indeed from a written master 

Thanks again

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