My Last Breath

There once was a sounds,
Not just any sound,
It was a scream, a yell, a shout.

"Run! Get off the street!" they said.
When those words were spoken
Gunshots were heard throughout town.

Sounds of people getting shot
The terror, fear, shown on their faces
I knew that i soon would be next.

As I ran to a hiding place,
Soldiers held rifles in their hands
At first, I thought it would be the end.

They laid their hands on my arms
Taking me to an unknown area,
Soon, I realized this was a concentration camp.

Brought to a huge building
Many people were found inside.
Jew, I thought, they all are here.

Soldiers had told us that it was shower time
Holding my breath for one last moment
Gas filled the air and we collapsed.