for the holocaust
for the shame of human race
The sun rises on the other side
Today it's a dark,foggy day
nothing reminds me of yesterday
for the sun rises on the other side.
All gathered here
eyes with tears dark and deep
I wish I could just fall asleep
right by your side
oh my friend
why does not the sun rise here?
I need someone to talk to
I cannot bear the sight of blood;I cannot bear this shade of blue
this shade of blue in the German sky, they even bought their nature
everything is against us, kill the sun, kill all lives
for the sun rises on the other side.
A girl with her hair on her shoulders
is now having nothing,no beauty to spare.
The sun has been lost in her eyes, the energy in her pace
I cannot forget, oh friend, the expression on her face
when she saw, oh when she saw, that the sun rises on the other side.
I do not want to wake up again like that, I do not want to fear the man
for he is like me;equal to me;same right as Me
why do we have to wake up to different skies?
why does he want to steal the sky away from us?
Why do I have to cry
because the sun rises on the other side?
And I, I will eventually die
for the sun rises on the other side.
Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2008-11-13 at 18:09
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