Pleading With a Whisper
Pleading with a Whisper
(About the Holocaust)
By: Emily Kroeger
He begs of me to leave him.
Barley a whisper.
What can I do?
He lies here, begging me to let him die.
Barley a whisper.
What can I do?
Leave him to die?
Barley a whisper.
Leave him to be sent to a grave not worthy of him?
Barley a whisper.
No! Never!
He’s my father!
Barley a whisper.
Father!
Father!
Oh my dear father,
Barley a whisper.
I say through blurred eyes and unsteady voice,
Come, father, come,
Do not give into death.
Those lying around you have already seen heavens depths.
Barley a whisper.
Come father,
I will not let you fade away like a whisper in the wind.
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