Their eyes are closed,
their hands are tied,
waiting for them to decide,
They wait everyday,
lined up like soliders,
waiting for them to decide
Their empty eyes stay closed,
until they have made,
their final decision,
their hands stay tied
treated worse than animals,
waiting for the men,
what do they want today,
who are they gonna take away,
what is more merciful,
the men or starvation
in the end,
more than 4 million were slaughtered,
all because one man,
couldnt get his way.
Jess Terry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyes-closed-3/
