Nameless at Bergen-Belsen Camp

She was an ordinary girl,
        And faithful diarist,
Concerned that her hair sport a curl
        That boys may not resist--
Young schoolgirl barely but a teen
        Amongst the hoard of Europe,
“Sweetness and light” it should have been
        But life was not all syrup.

Words left behind built world renown
        From Cairo to St. Louis,
A young girl terribly cut down
        Because she was a Jewess.
The ghiyar, yellow star as worn
        Did not repress her spunk,
Nor, though such be its aim in scorn
        Humanity debunk.

Anne Frank and all her family hid
        Behind well-placed bookshelves,
For two years, but for all they did
        They could not save themselves.
Betrayed, the passageway was breached
        Unto their Secret Annex;
Though preached, a calm heart were not reached
        By Zyklon-D nor Xanex.