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When a child is trembling with fear,
When guns command him to raise his hands in the air
You know beyond a shadow of doubt
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

When he’s too scared to scream, to cry or,
To utter even a single prayer
For fear of his family being taken out
You know The World Has Gone Upside Down.

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He attempts to slip to their side,
To be together, live or die
But the devils stop him in his tracks
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

On the outside he’s calm and composed,
But watch him closely, and you will know
He’s shaking, his breathing is fast
And The World Has Gone Upside Down.

An innocent child facing the night,
Unprepared for this moment, he’s shaking with fright
But despite this his hands remain high
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

He thinks deep inside, too afraid to speak,
“G-d, save me from my fate lest my hands grow weak.
I’m too young to die
The World Has Gone Upside Down.”

“Please buy me more time,
I don’t want to die
I’ve barely begun to live.”
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

If he could have known this before,
To escape the clutches of war
Anything he would give.
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

His nation’s being led to die,
They scream, “Am Yisrael Chai!
We will never be erased.”
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

Families torn apart one by one,
Mothers from daughters, fathers from sons
And he is still frozen in place
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

His years were so very few,
He may die now for being a Jew
He never dreamed it would end like this
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

Destruction is taking its toll,
So many will never be whole
Amid the smoke who knows where he is?
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

Though some may live through this night,
Though some may be all right
We’re still shaken from this demonic foe
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

A boy with his hands raised,
The moment is forever saved
But as for him, how will we know?
The World Has Gone Upside Down.

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12 COMMENTS

  1. I believe the man holding the weapon has been identified and was a well-known thug and rapist. Not just remembering the victims but hunting the murderers and telling the horrible actual stories. Poems, yes, but the horror also. You can’t forget those stories.

  2. I always wondered what happened to this brave child. I’d like to think that somehow he survived, and lived on, keeping his memories deep and protected in his heart, and learned to deal with his experiences in a positive way, Thanking God for survival.

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