Tormented

The man cries because all
his children has died. Knowing
the worse was yet to come. He
tells know one what he has just
done. Pain fills every part of his
body. Know one is with him death
came when Nazis wanted information
tears comes to his eyes when he realizes
that it was for the best. Calling their
names he sinks to the ground. Hunger no
longer will pleage them.
Standing he notices the million bodies
which now never will stand. Crying he lets
out anger for he never wanted this to happen.
Taking a tiney hand he hold it thinking its one
of his own. Wanting nothing more than to see
the ones that are left. He walks into the prision
and sees the damage.  The smell of dead comes
to his eyes. Deciding to leave he sees his wife
baried amung the ones that are piled in the cells.
Fleeing for cover sounds, imiges of the mistake
to save his life. Many were taken cries of torment
makes him fell alone. Lieing to others had such a
dangerous out come he just couldn't remember all
lives that had beend destoryed. If I see any they
take me away. Hiding is the best covering his face
lines of hard labor made his hands old.  Cheating out
of life never ran across his mind. Does it make it
right many died while one surved. A choice to save
one is not being a coward. Hating is that way life is
the most giftfull thing any could have. What many
don't know is if you want to have the best than
allow the hurt to make a better person. Looking at
what happened is considered a learning. Arn't you
told how to say what is on your mind. Take others
not for granted but for who they are.