My Grave
I hear the pellets drop
My heart yells stop
I see my brother's body fall
For the next group the sergeant gave the call
People stand with their backs against machine guns
We would have left, but papa never had the funds
Ready, Aim, Fire!
Was the only German desire
I wanted to help, but even myself I could not save
Is that why I lie here dead in my grave?
I cried for mama
I cried for papa, everyone did
It seemed as if God, on the world, had placed a lid
But if he could not bare these horors how can I
For I am only a child of the age of nine
I then pondered aloud so that everyone could hear me
"Why has God forsaken thee?"
I had no time for a reply
For now dead in my grave, here I lie.
-By Correena Spangler
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