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
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.