I smell burning flesh
drifting from the crematories
fear filling my life
I see
standing below and looking up
children, eyes full
of fear
prayerful tears
falling at my feet

why can’t I?
do more than watch
the ashes fall
on my child’s
hair

I hear screams
that rend the air
drifting from the camps
pain I feel
that filled my life
I see
children weeping
in fear
those screams I hear
their parents fear
it is they dying

why can’t I?
do more than watch
the ashes fall
on my child’s
hair

I see blatant death
lying throughout my town
cover the children’s eyes
too late I fear
they all know
their parents lie dead
small stone statues
crying blood

why can’t I?
do more than watch
the ashes fall
on my child’s
hair

I feel no more
fear from this
only certain panic
for these children here
a way to save
must get them all away
from the camps
the crematories
anti-Semitic views
help them to
run away

why can’t I?
do more than watch
the ashes fall
on my child’s
hair

take the trains
get out of here
sneak past the guards
fool the enemies

I smell burning flesh
I hear screams
I see blatant death
why can’t I?
smell
hear
see
why can’t I?
save my child’s life
 
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