Untitled poem written in Theresienstadt ghettoAuthor Unknown * Today, I saw a thousand people with distraught expressionsToday, I saw a thousand people walking towards nothingnessIn the grey of the cold morning, wandered the ostracized crowdLeaving everything behind which they once called their life. They walked through the gateAnd left all the joy, happiness, prestige outside. Where will this lead, where will it end?They only know they…
