Six Million-The Prequel

The Gestapo got a tip today; they’re pounding on our door;

Some Jew hater has turned us all in; we’re not safe here anymore!

How did it ever come to this, in just a few so crazy years?

Now I wish we’d all have listened to the warnings of our fleeing peers!

But this was the land of all our ancestors; we’d lived for eons long;

My Grandfather fought The Prussian War, and sang “The Deutschland’s” song!

So we decided that we would not run, for surely the world would see;

That Hitler needed to be quickly stopped, and save our Germany!

But the countries then all turned their backs, and gave him his free reign;

And every week he grew more strong, and on us, inflicted pain!

It started out with “Kristallnacht”, a portal of things to be;

But still we thought the nations would act, and stop the insanity!

But after that it all got worse, from broken windows and burned books;

To the segregation of all the Jews, and our neighbors dirty looks!

For no longer were we citizens, of the nation that we loved;

They had a last solution planned, that came down from the highest brass above!

For the Brotherhood of Aryans, had decided we must not live;

For all the German inadequacies, the Jews were blamed to give!

That brings us up in history, to the pounding on our door;

There’s no way we cannot let them in, we cannot hide here anymore!

They tell us to pack some suitcases; you will all have to relocate;

To some camps out in the country, and new jobs we’ll designate!

We take our best possessions and the Menorah’s on our doors;

To start this brand new journey, and work out in the moors!

We arrive down at the station, with all that we now own;

With memories of long past train rides, to visit relatives we once had known!

They say drop all your baggage, when you arrive you’ll get it back;

But your transportation’s coming; we hear it rolling down the tracks!

We’re looking for some sleeping cars, that we can all get rested in;

But the ones that come are for animals, and our deepest fears begin!

We’re packed in by the hundreds, hungry and in darkness, we ride for days;

We arrive, and the doors all swing wide open, and the stench of putrid air does us amaze!